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You got it started, so let me finish Beschriftung Bergisch Gladbach Fool you can't fuck with the straight up menace, nigga It's time to pull your fucking card Bookworm, let me see you squirm cause you ain't that fucking hard Huh, you tried to put it to the test But ain't no way your bullet proof vest can protect that bird chest, nigga Kalender selber basteln Call me the night creeper, the Grim Reaper Like Boss is deeper, can't escape the street sweeper Uh, say hello to the motherfucking two And try to pimp like you're so damn cool Nigga, I fly heads, leave your whole family dead energythaimassage Save the drama for your mama cause Eiht flies lead Yeah, I catch that ass up on the flip side Eiht a loaded lit clip and Quik died I'm giving you a chance to get your bail on I'm taking my nine and putting it to your fucking dome CD DVD Druckerei Now throw your fucking hands in the air When Eiht is evil cause I got the damn Desert Eagle, nigga You on your ass like fast in a trap Me? I fuck your ass like a hoodrat bitch in heat Take two to your chin and punk I'm straight Immobilie in Düsseldorf Like I said in the beginning don't fuck with Eiht
Don't fuck with Eiht (Repeat 4x)
I need two straps to complete the task Carrera Go Putting double up fucking wholes in your ass Think fast, cause you ain't to quick to get dicked wit You just another punk ass bitch talking bullshit Uh, it's time to vamp, lick my nuts like a stamp Before your ass breaks camp, you get fucked like a tramp Named David, they should call you Silly Billy Mark-ass nigga gets rolled like a philly And you don't want to see me DJ Quik in a khaki bikini You're schiesty, keniving, skinny like a clucker Must be smoking, you's a short motherfucker You can't handle these things when I slang Cheap like SWV you're too weak Put your shit up on a hanger Never could you fade a Compton banger Nigga, I'm the one that'll make you cancel all your shows Strictly for my niggas, so fuck them hoes No sing no dance, no dance no sing Just your bald-headed ass with your lips on my big fat thing Def Wish 3, fool, I lay you to bed Nighty night, motherfucker, take two to the head Just some more Eiht shit for that punk that I pop Uh, and it just don't stop, uh, and it won't stop And it don't stop, uh, and it won't stop And it don't stop, uh, and it won't stop Uh, don't fuck with Eiht, bitches, sing
