Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Zaggin My Height Don't Fight , by - Eazy-E. Release date: 11.02.2007
Song language: English
Zaggin My Height Don't Fight |
| «Gimmie this, gimmie that, gimmie this, gimmie that |
| Bitch, step back and stop tryna jack.» |
| «But mister dopeman, dopeman, can I get a hit?» |
| «No, ho, but you can get my duck sick.» |
| But let me finish my story as I was sayin' |
| I told you lil locs ain’t playin' |
| Gotta roll with the punches |
| Can’t help the travellin' bunches |
| Now, ain’t that somethin' |
| Just a case a few niggas try to trip |
| Bone-out, put on my ski-mask and come back blastin' |
| Cause niggas my height don’t fight |
| My name is Eazy-E, you’re motherfuckin' right |
| They must to thought I was a busta |
| You’re wearin' your bullet-proof vest |
| So what’s next? |
| I got my nine filled up with teflon |
| And don’t let me hit the wetbomb |
| So what ya wanna do? |
| The red, white and blue |
| I got some for you, too |
| Cause it gonna be on when I’m kickin' down doors |
| So say hello to my new 44 |
| I’m a type of nigga |
| That smokes motherfuckers |
| That smokes motherfuckers |
| I don’t give a fuck fuck |
| Smoke mothafuckaz |
| I’mma smoke motherfuckers |
| Cause I’m the «E» |
| So you can kiss my black ass |
| Fuck the White House, it ain’t my house |
| So you can burn the motherfuckers down for all I care |
| Cause t-shirts and khakies is all I wear |
| I’m from the city where they show no pity for a punk ass mark in the park |
| Blow his brains out, stuff him in the bushes |
| Take his gat, leave his ass for the rats |
| And let me hit that Cisco |
| I got a 187 on my pistol |
| Wanted by the L.A.P.D.K |
| For puttin' in work out my tray |
| Because the president never sent |
| One damn dime to my residence |
| I’m goin' crazy like 1980 |
| I need my ends, fuck you, pay me |
| Or I’mma have to get the strap |
| My Nutty O.G. |
| buddy Big Black |
| I make you shit in your pants and shake like Jell-O |
| So tell all my homies said hello |
| I’m a type of nigga |
| That smokes motherfuckers |
| That smokes motherfuckers |
| I don’t give a fuck |
| Smoke motherfuckers |
| Smoke motherfuckers |
| Like it ain’t no thang |
| You can’t check a checker |
| But when you wanna try let me know |
| I got the strecher on stand-by |
| Starvin' for a nigga like you |
| That thinks his heart is much bigger than a trigger |
| So I can show how to put in work: |
| The Ruthless network drive-by experts |
| Straight outta Compton, kickin' up dust |
| The place where guns don’t get a chance to rust |
| I warned them and they still approached me |
| Now I got two more golf-hats for my trophy |
| I got a brand new trend, it’s killin' men |
| Who is that? |
| That’s my little friend |
| I don’t give a fuck |
| I don’t give a fuck |
| I don’t give a fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck |
| I don’t give a fuck |
| I don’t give a fuck |
| Smoke motherfuckers like it ain’t no thang |