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F*CK IT UP Y'ALLF*CK IT UP Y'ALLF*CK IT UP Y'ALLF*CK IT UP Y'ALLF*CK IT UP Y'ALLOh Inks eight dred cuz thats my brandTake it in a bottle quart or canDrink it like a madman yes I doF*ck the oie and a 502Stepped in the park I was drunk as hellThree bitches already said"Eric your breathsmll."Fourty ounce in hand thats what I got"Yo man you seen Eazy Erlin in the parking lot"Steppd o yofoot and call dis yo hoe.Asked her to dance and she said"Hell no"Called her a bitch cuz tats he rle"Bitch. Who you callin' a bitch"Boyz in the hood tryin' keep me coolTell my homeboy ou wana kik my butt, and I walked in yo face -and we get 'em up. I start grabin' the doors and atch yu fallJust dumb full of cumGot knocked out cold."Made you look sick you snotty nosed pricknow yo ly bitces all over his dick."Pass the broom motha f*ckaAnd all you listen to roll callEzy-E's i the plae I got money and juiceRendezvous with me and we make the duceDre makes the beatso god dan funkyD the ol' eight f*ck the brass monkeyIce Cube writes the rhymes that I say.Hailto the niga's from CI.ACrazy D is down and in effectWe make hardcore jamms so f*ck respect.Makea toast pun to the tite i'm holdin'Eazy-E's f*cked up and got the 8-ball rollin'8-BALL performd by N.W.AFom the Album"Straight outta Compton" (REMIX)1988 Ruthless/Priority Records Do you write? Give us a call! 415-922-2008 CASFA

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