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I drink *** monkey
Like the funky
name Eazy-E
Yo 8-Ball
Bass drum
To my sh*t
Rappin of my d*ck
Boy I dont
rappin mutha f*cka
>From the way
I gotta sick
yo mean
Rollin through the
To the boys
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 Gayes hits
the shit up
Have the base rompin
Crusin through the East
of Compton
See a big a**
And I 'word'
I took a look at the
And the was to the curb
Hoe on my
for the I'm holdin
Eazy-E's up
An got the rollin'

(I was)
Who a**?
(I was)
in LA
(I was)
Crusin down the in my 6-4
(to posse)
Ridin Los
Lookin for
Turned the sound
To the law
Stopped at a
And had a fit
Cause a Mexican
Wreaked my
his a** off
** to the
bottle was
So I to the store
Nigga on
I was drunk
Seen a sissy a**
Had to go in my
inside
Cause it's that
Came out
With a gat
at the punk
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
Eazy-E's 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
F**K the
And a 502
in the party
I was as hell
Three already said
'Eric yo smells'
40 ounce in
what I got
(Yo man you see Eazy in a parking lot)
Stepped on yo
dissed yo hoe
Asked her to
And she said no'
Called her a
Cause the rule
Boyz in the
to keep me cool
you tell my
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 sick
you nosed prick
now yo fly
is all his d**k)
got dropped
For the I'm holdin
Eazy-E's up
And got the 8-Ball

Pass the brew M*tha
I trash shit up
And yall listen up to role call:
in the place
I got money and
with me
And we the duce
Dre the beat
So g*d damn
Do the old 8
F*ck the Monkey
Ice writes the rhymes
I say
Hail to the
CIA
Cazy beat/D is
And in
We make hard jams
So fuck
Make a toast puppy punk
To the title I'm
f*cked up
And got the 8-Ball