- MC Eiht Fuc Em All 歌詞
- MC Eiht
- (feat. Havoc (SCC))
[HAVOC]
Ping, ping, ping, muthafucka, its ricochet Havoc
Coming with the muthafuckin automatic
All niggas and bitches who aint down with Eiht
Im givin they ass much muthafuckin static
Geah like my nigga Eiht say, fuck em all
[EIHT]
Geah, doin it that thuggish way
Compton, come on
I got controversy like ????? since I hit the big time
Noses be sniffin my fuckin ass to see whats mine (get em)
You best think twice tryin to take
What they make
Punk bitch , Im nuthin nice (geah)
You need to shut your trap
This aint no gangsta rap (get em)
Its gonna peel your cap
Keep snitchin, my fingers twitchin
Never seen a muthafucka (get em)
Keeps bitchin, uh
We rolls through you
Who got beef? Teeth smacked out instomatic
Automatic static
You better be makin out your funeral plans
You gets macked up by the notorious murderin man (cmon geah)
I chalks up more points than basketball, now Kurtis Blow
Buck that Blow gots to go
Niggas run fast when we hoo-ride
When we spittin you gets banked up the blind side
Jealous fools keep on talking while you walking
Cause Ima hit you up
And say fuc em all
Somebody say fuc em all...
I like when niggas talk much shit about me, gots to smile
Let me know Ive been on they mind for a while
Eiht this, Eiht that
Whos fucking Eiht
Whos sucking Eiht, wait
Wanna be in my pockets
Look it little hoe so bring that eye close, Ima sock it
Test my gang affiliation
And you gon get hit, no shit, sent on a long vacation
Got my shit floatin just like pigeons, cant fake it
Damn sho cant fake it so you wanna take it fools
Ducking, dont push me
Calling up bitches, wanna salt me up
To get the pussy
Get it on your own
If you cant get it, need to quit it
Bitch leave it alone
(Bitch) So dont run game with my name
If you do its a damn shame, geah
So watch me ball as I stand tall
To yell fuc em all
Somebody yell fuc em all, it don stop...
Bitches all up in my business
But they really cant tell what my game is (thats right)
Wanna know who Im in, I hope the
Bitches stop gossippin
Wishing they was Oprah
8 million stories is what they having
Save it
You got more drama than David (sorry-ass )
Pay no attention to bitches, fuck that
I gots no cheese for them first class hoodrats
Playing on my pager and my phone aint no love at all
But get your punk-ass nigga, friends to call
Uh, I gots no choice
'Fuck you bitch' comes straight out my voice
Not all hos is bitches, yknow what Im sayin
But they set up traps to get pregnant and keep a nigga paying
These chips aint for dippin
Keep that grand canyon pussy, aint no whipping
So scoot that ass on before you get the boot
Geah all alone
Its like that
In the nine to the six, uh
Fuc em all
Somebody yell fuc em all...
It dont stop...
In the muthafuckin house, nigga
Eihthype in the house
Nigga On The Run in the house
Little Hawk & Bird in the house
I say Da Foe in the house
Compton in this bitch
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