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I dont *** monkey
Like the funky
name Eazy-E
Yo 8-Ball
drum kickin
To show my
Rappin of my d*ck
Boy I quit
Crime mutha f*cka
>From the way
I gotta shooter
yo mean
Rollin the hood
To find the
dust and cuss
Crank up noise
on my drawers
I to pause
40 in my lap
And it's freezin my
I Hooked a right
Let the go past
And I say to
'They can my a**'
** Get got the 8 in my lips
Put in the old
Marvin Greatest hits
Turn the up
the base cold rompin
Crusin the East Side
South of
See a big a**
And I said
I took a look at the
And the bitch was to the
Hoe on my
for the I'm holdin
Eazy-E's up
An got the rollin'

(I was)
Who Kickin'
(I was)
in LA
(I was)
Crusin the street in my 6-4
(to posse)
Ridin Los
Lookin for
Turned down the
To the law
Stopped at a
And had a fit
Cause a Mexican
my shit
his a** off
** to the
bottle was
So I went to the
Nigga on
Cause I was
Seen a a** punk
Had to go in my
Reached
Cause it's that
back out
With a gat
Fired at the
And it was all
I had to the nigga
What it was
Put up the Jam
It ends like a
A sissy like
Got out of
on me
For the title I'm
F*cked up
And got the 8-Ball
(Fuck It Up ya`ll) x6
(YEAH)
Old 800
thats my brand
Take it in a
40, Quart, or Can
Drink it a mad man
Yes I do
the police
And a 502
Stepped in the
I was drunk as
Three b**ches already
'Eric yo breath
40 in hand
Thats I got
(Yo man you see hurlin in a parking lot)
Stepped on yo
dissed yo hoe
Asked her to
And she 'hell no'
her a b**ch
Cause the rule
Boyz in the
to keep me cool
you my homeboy
You kick my but
I in your face
And we get up
I start the dogs
And watch you
dumb fulla cum
Got knocked out
(Made you look
you nosed prick
now yo fly
is all his d**k)
Punk got
For the title I'm
f*cked up
And got the 8-Ball

Pass the M*tha F*ckas
While I shit up
And yall listen up close to call:
in the place
I got and juice
Rondevues me
And we make the
Dre makes the
So g*d damn
Do the old 8
F*ck the Brass
Ice writes the rhymes
I say
Hail to the
CIA
Cazy is down
And in
We make hard core
So fuck
a toast toast puppy punk
To the I'm holdin
Eazy-E's up
And got the 8-Ball