| Gimmie this, gimmie that, gimmie this, gimmie that
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| Bitch, step back and don’t try to jack
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| But mister dopeman, dopeman, can I get a hit?
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| No, hoe but you can get my duck sick…
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| But let me finish my story as I was sayin'
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| I told you lil locs aint playin'
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| Gotta roll with the bunches
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| Cant help the travellin’bunches
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| Now aint that somethin'
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| Just a case a few niggaz try to trip
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| Bone-out, put on my skimask
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| And come back blastin'
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| Cause niggaz my height don’t fight
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| My name is Eazy-E
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| You’re mothafuckin’right
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| They must to thought I was a busta
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| Wearin’your bullet-proof vest
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| So what’s next?
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| I got my nine fitted up with deadline
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| And don’t let me hit the wetbomb
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| So watcha wanna do?
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| The red, white and blue, I got some for you too
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| Cause it gonna be on when i’m kickin’down my dough
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| So say hello to my new 44…
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| I’m a type of nigga…
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| That smokes mothafuckaz…
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| That smokes mothafuckaz…
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| I don’t give a fuck fuck…
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| Smoke mothafuckaz…
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| I’ma smoke mothafuckaz…
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| Cause I’m the E So you can kiss my black ass
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| Fuck the white house, it aint my house
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| So you can burn the mothafucka down for all I care
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| Cause t-shirts and khakies is all I wear
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| I’m from the city where they show no pitty
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| For a punk ass mark in the park
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| Blow his brains out, stuck him in the bushes
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| Take his gat, leave his ass for the rats
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| And let me hit that cisco, I got a 187 on my pistol
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| Warrant by the LAPD
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| Key for puttin’in work out my trade
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| Because the president never simp
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| One dumb dog to my residents
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| I’m goin’crazy like 1980
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| I need my ends, fuck you, pay me Or I’ma have to get the strap
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| My nutty O.G. |
| buddy Big Black
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| I make you shit in your pants
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| And shake like jelly
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| So tell off my homie said hello…
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| I’m a type of nigga…
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| That smoke mothafuckaz…
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| That smoke mothafuckaz…
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| I don’t give a fuck…
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| Smoke mothafuckaz…
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| Smoke mothafuckaz…
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| Like it aint no thang…
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| You cant check a checker
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| But when you wanna try let me know
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| I got the strecher on stand-by
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| Starvin’for a nigga like you
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| The things is much bigger
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| Than the trigger
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| So I can show how to put in work:
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| The Ruthless-network drive-by experts
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| Straight outta compton kickin’up dust
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| The place where guns don’t get a change to rust
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| I warned them and they still approached me Now I got two more golf-hats for my trophy
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| I got a brand new trend, it’s killin’men
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| Who is that? |
| That’s my little friend…
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| I don’t give a fuck…
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| I don’t give a fuck…
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| I don’t give a fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…
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| I don’t give a fuck…
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| I don’t give a fuck…
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| Smoke mothafuckaz…
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| Like it aint no thang… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Niggaz My Height Don't Fight , by - Eazy-E. Song from the album Gangsta Memorial, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп