8 Ball - TEC

Today Today I saw a man Today I saw a man Using an empty whiskey flask As a walkie talkie Today Today I saw a man Today I saw a man With a flaming eight ball Tattooed on his arm Today Today Today I saw a man Today I saw a man Using an empty whiskey flask As a walkie talkie Today I met a man Who threw his arms around me And you give in... Today... We laughed We laughed waiting for a train For a few into the city Seconds today That great stuff That great stuff That stuff That stuff makes me feel waiting for a train Feel into the city Feel today Happy today

Okay okay okay I won't change for shit And I tie my shoes up will not trip bout a bitch It's enough he acting Okay again I say, I will not change for shit And I tie my shoes up, will not trip 'bout a bitch Oh, it's enough, he acting tough, pass shots out like a fifth I glued my foot to that gas ain't trying to stop for shit You can't even pay for my bitch, ain't got enough expenses Is he a shooter, or a killer, you got to know the difference Baby I be trying to mind my business, I don't know them n***as All these drugs if I die, I don't think They want my kidneys All these n***as kitty, bitches they just good for bitchin Fuck the net, boy, log offline and go hop on your business Milly your block with chops, I'm on feet now, I was out the window Bitch don't touch me, most you doing is giving my dick a hickey Uh Uh Uh Fuck is that bitch is that my whole city wicked Y'all is not steppers, y'all whole crew full of paralyzed bitches Bitch, now, where did I go wrong I had NFL dreams, but thirteen I was running in homes God can be my witness, your shit unlocked and you wasn't at home Son, how the fuck u get all them damn shoes, these from my Bros That's what I told her, devil on my shoulder I ain't living right, hug Ray Ray tight when I hold her Mama baby hold his own, I'm thugging how I'm post to Before you run off I'm gone walk up, thought I told you I Thought I told you Before you run off I'm gone walk up I thought I told you You better run Forrest, run Forrest, run Bitch I thought I told you, we in them mini vans wit drums If I said then I mean it, if that shit came off my tongue This shit personal before I kill him take off my mask and my gloves n***as Seen him on the remembrance page "aha" I just struggled n***as Scrolled past but really wanted to comment fuck that, fuck n***as Then I called n***as that put him on there like "what up" n***as Say we rappers, like the Opps, don't know n***as we touched n***as Shoot any where, I don't care, rapper who, rapper where Stepped in Givenchy, black Air Force activity don't make grab a pair Why you say you shot at me, you see me you clapped the air Know I rep that bird, but sorry I'm not up there, it's stuck there Play I up the Kay, dump and spray, now I'm up Up The Way, making jokes with Ray Laughing at that pussy boy bout how he tried to run away He tried to run away but he couldn't get away Bitch

Spin that shit City of Compton City of Compton Cool kickin' ass Cool kickin' ass Cool kickin' ass Spin that shit Pull up a chair I don't drink brass monkey, like the beat funky Nickname Eazy-E your 8 ball junkie Bass drum kicking, to show my shit Rap a hole in my dick, boy, I don't quit Crowd rocking motherfucker from around the way I got a six shooter yo' mean I am brave Rolling through the hood to find the boys Kick dust and cuss crank up some noise Police on my drawers I have to pause 40 ounce in my lap and it's freezing my balls I hook right turn and let the boys go past Then I say to myself, "They can kiss my ass" Hip to get drunk got the 8 in my lips Put in the old tape Marvin Gaye's greatest hits Turn the shit up had the bass cold whomping Cruising through the east side south of Compton See a big ass and I say word I took a look at the face, and the bitch was to the curb Hoes on my tip for the title I'm holding Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling I was, cool kickin' ass I was, raised in L.A I was, cruising down the street in my six fo' Riding on Slauson looking for Crenshaw Turned down the sound to ditch the law Stopped at a light and had a fit Cause a Mexican almost wrecked my shit Flipped his ass off put it to the floor Bottle was empty so I went to the store Nigga on tip cause I was drunk See a sissy ass punk had to go in my trunk Reached inside cause it's like that Came back out with a silver gat Fired at the punk and it was all because I had to show the nigger what time it was Pulled out the jammy and like a mirage A sissy like that got out of Dodge Sucka on me cause the title I'm holding Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 Ball rolling Fuck it up y'all Fuck it up y'all Fuck it up y'all Fuck it up y'all Fuck it up y'all Fuck it up y'all YEAH Olde English 800 cause that's my brand Take it in a bottle, 40, quart, or can Drink it like a madman yes I do Fuck the police and a 5-0 Two Stepped in the park I was drunk as hell Three bitches already said, "Eric your breath smells!" 40 ounce in hand that's what I got "Yo man you see Eazy urlin' in the parking lot?" Stepped on your foot cold dissed your hoe Asked her to dance and she said, "Hell No!" Called her a bitch cause that's the rule Boyz n tha Hood trying to keep me cool Tell my homeboy you wanna kick my butt I walked in your face and we get on up I start dropping the dogs and watch you fall Just dumb full of cum got knocked out cold "Make you look sick you snotty nosed prick! Now your fly bitches is all over his dick!" Punk got dropped cause the title I'm holding Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling Pass the brew mother fucker while I tear shit up And yall listen up close to roll call Eazy-E's in the place I got money and juice Rendezvous with me and we make the deuce Dre makes the beats so goddamn funky Do the Olde 8 fuck the brass monkey Ice Cube writes the rhymes, that I say Hail to the niggas from CIA Crazy D is down and in effect We make hard core jams so fuck respect Make a toast all you punks to the title I'm holding Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling City of Compton City of Compton City, city City of City, city City of City, city City of City, city City of City, city City of City, city City of City, city City of City, city City of

[ Verse 1 ] Pass me the... (8 ball) so I can get fucked up My name is dj quik, so yo, what's up? Cause I'm the baddest, I feel, gettin ill for real With a forty of o.e., yo, you know the deal I'm just chillin with a forty in hand I'm so damn bent, that I can hardly stand The bottle's in my face, and my lips are all around it So stand to the side and watch me (down it) Take it to the head without feeling no guilt If I was you, I wouldn't fuck with me when I'm on tilt Cause I'm a funky dope brother who just won't stop And I like to drink the 8, cause it's good till the last drop If I can't get it, then I get the discouraged I gotta get a bottle of that liquid courage I take a big gulp, and my head starts zoomin But I'm feeling good as hell, so let the bass keep boomin I'm dj quik, and the shots I'm callin But the posse don't mind, cause we all 8-ballin (8 ball) (Here we go) (Ah yeah) (Take it in a bottle, 40 quart or can) Gimme the (8 ball) (Here we go) (Ah yeah) (Drink it like a madman, yes I do) Pass me the (8 ball) (Here we go) (Ah yeah) (40 ounce in my lap, and it's freezin my balls) (8 ball) (Here we go) (That vodka I was drinkin said, "dude, go 'head") [ Verse 2 ] Now a forty only cost about $1.95 So we finna mob 17 to the liquor store And get a case, fuck a six-pack, what's that? I don't drink no st. ides, so forget that Now one nigga said that bull got pull Just drink a quart of o.e. and your ass'll be full And if you don't think o.e. be workin Then fuck it, bust the irkin and jerkin Cause I'm a muthafucka that think when I wanna drink And how can I tell that you're drunk? cause your breath stink I know you know you need some double-mint And you can't mack to a bitch when you're too bent So take it from me, the homie dj quik You better rush your cooler, cause you might be sick Cause the 8 is for the true niggas, and the grown-ups But that don't matter, cause quik got it sowed up And punk muthafuckas wanna squab and all that But we can get em up as soon as you pass the... (8 ball) (8 ball) (Here we go) (Ah yeah) (Take it in a bottle, 40 quart or can) Gimme the (8 ball) (Here we go) (Ah yeah) (Bottle was empty, so we went to the store) Pass me the (8 ball) (Here we go) (Ah yeah) (40 ounce in my lap, and it's freezin my balls) (8 ball) (Here we go) (That vodka I was drinkin said, "dude, go 'head") (Here's a little somethin bout a nigga like me) (Fuck it up, y'all) (And here comes the...) (8 ball rollin) (It'll have you trippin) (Party) (Cause I was drunk) (Ah yeah) Right about now I'm wonderin who else gone off that 8 ball besides myself You know all the homies goin off of it And I know The l.a. posse's goin off of that (8 ball) And g wayne goin off of that (8 ball) And donzelli goin off of that (8 ball) My homie shot is goin off of that (8 ball) And playa hamm goin off of that (8 ball) And shabby blue goin off of that (8 ball) And mike p goin off of that (8 ball) And n.o.e. is goin off of that (8 ball) And little shawn goin off of that (8 ball) And big duck goin off of that (8 ball) My nigga stinkin off of that (8 ball) And lou balls goin off of that (8 ball)

(That's Chucks) Any day can be your day, if you make it back home, be grateful How that man gonna bite that hand that feeds him and not bring food to the table? Mum said that I come a long way 'cause back in the day I was AWOL But I soon turned one of them boys to a strain, if I aim at your frame, it's fatal Back in the day, unstable, I woulda robbed a man for a fuckin' 8 Ball I changed my role, I'm a CEO, back then, I would work for payroll (CEO) They don't understand how I done what I done, and I'm not even signed to a label I said, "That's time that I find me a wife," I lied, I'm too unfaithful I'm playin', I'm playin', I'm playful, bae goin' mad that I'm missin' her calls So much time bro spent in the field, and nah he weren't kickin' a ball I won't lie, I turnt up (up), I was a little bit different in school Loud, vals, dizz, yay, X pills, I'm slingin' them all (woo) I'ma shake that room (woo) Way too bait for the Mains, got a mask on my face like MF DOOM Come talk that talk to my face, I don't give a shit what you say on a tune Went OT early December, didn't come back 'til the middle of June I'm in the bando sittin' 'round fumes Any day can be your day, if you make it back home, be grateful How that man gonna bite that hand that feeds him and not bring food to the table? Mom said that I come a long way 'cause back in the day I was AWOL But I soon turned one of them boys to a strain, if I aim at your frame, it's fatal Back in the day, unstable, I woulda robbed a man for a fuckin' 8 Ball I changed my role, I'm a CEO, back then, I would work for payroll (CEO) They don't understand how I done what I done, and I'm not even signed to a label I said, "That's time that I find me a wife," I lied, I'm too unfaithful More money, more problems, I wouldn't say that I'm lovin' this life Same gyal on my dick right now, same ones that curved when nothin' weren't nice (back then) If you ain't been in my shoes then we don't want your advice Sign or take that risk and go independent, I can't make up my mind It don't feel right sometimes when I flex 'cause the bro's in the can, it ain't fair The gang got clocked when we all stepped out We shoulda just done it in pairs In the Vauxhall Astra I almost stalled, I forgot that I wasn't in gear The lift in the block out of order again, I'm sweatin' just runnin' upstairs Any day can be your day, if you make it back home, be grateful How that man gonna bite that hand that feeds him and not bring food to the table? Mom said that I come a long way 'cause back in the day I was AWOL But I soon turned one of them boys to a strain, if I aim at your frame, it's fatal Back in the day, unstable, I woulda robbed a man for a fuckin' 8 Ball I changed my role, I'm a CEO, back then, I would work for payroll (CEO) They don't understand how I done what I done, and I'm not even signed to a label I said, "That's time that I find me a wife," I lied, I'm too unfaithful