I just can't stop this pimpin [8 Ball] I'm a dawg bitch You ain't in love with me at all Got ya hand out tryin to get something from big ball Look
found Oh no, you never let me down Get up, I get down Get up, I get down Get up, I get down Get up, I get down Get up, I get down Get up, I get down
's hear it for New York, New York, New York One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your
Clap your hands to the beat, just clap your hands to the beat C'mon clap your hands to the beat, I said clap you hands to the beat Uh huh and you don'
fella, watch your wife, I'll sell her I'm up in the 2000 compressor loud yellow Dubs on skinnies, yeah, killin' ya Pop the hood, souped up with a twelve
stand up and be counted tonight (stand up, yeah) Brothers and sisters, if you know you've got your thing together (put your muthafuckin' hand in the air
this boy I can make this fool I can rape this fool I can get them off my five o'clock Or ten o'clock news I can lend a helping hand I can be your fucking
on lean fish scale for my whole team i got 8 balls, i finish it ... 8 balls fly with that, got streets i got with that slept on me, ... that ... 8 in
cos the title I'm holdin' Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8-ball rollin'. Verse 4: Pass the broom, motherfucker, while I tear shit up, And y'all listen up
title I'm holdin Eazy-E's f*cked up And got the 8-Ball rollin Courus Pass the brew M*tha F*ckas While I trash shit up And yall listen up close to role
holding Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling Verse Four: Eazy-E Pass the brew mother fucker while I tear shit up and you all listen up
a track I had to check this comb in your rug, checkin' for soil Got popped while you was under your hood checkin' your oil, nigga I graduated from eight balls
, and then abruptly walks back to his ball; not taking much time set up at all he swings, Champion: (Swing at the ball.) Connects, a Smash of a hit!
a bricks Out the back of the Acura whip (whoo) [talkin] Uh, I'm jus gettin warmed up, let's warm up, I'm still in my warm up suit y'all YO, that's how
in my ride, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump.
em up, hit em up, light em up, light em up Get em up, hit em up, light em up, light em up Get em up, hit em up, light em up, light em up Get em up, hit
up no dough, fo'sho' You can be my best friend but Em might get mad Don't call me Daddy bitch, I fuck better than your dad Let me get up in that ass like
from tha straw. So whut tha fuck us hustlaz thinkin? Drinkin? Thinkin? Been thinkin better fuck your mutha. Fuck that nigga with Shoestring. Slap it across your hands