Текст песни Dj Quik - 8 Ball
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[ VERSE 1 ]Pass me the... (8 Ball) so I can get fucked upMy name is DJ Quik, so yo, what`s up?Cause I`m the baddest, I feel, gettin ill for realWith a Forty of O.E., yo, you know the dealI`m just chillin with a Forty in handI`m so damn bent, that I can hardly standThe bottle`s in my face, and my lips are all around itSo stand to the side and watch me (down it)Take it to the head without feeling no guiltIf I was you, I wouldn`t fuck with me when I`m on tiltCause I`m a funky dope brother who just won`t stopAnd I like to drink the 8, cause it`s good till the last dropIf I can`t get it, then I get the discouragedI gotta get a bottle of that liquid courageI take a big gulp, and my head starts zoominBut I`m feeling good as hell, so let the bass keep boominI`m DJ Quik, and the shots I`m callinBut 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 $1.95So we finna mob 17 to the liquor storeAnd get a case, fuck a six-pack, what`s that?I don`t drink no St. Ides, so forget thatNow one nigga said that Bull got pullJust drink a quart of O.E. and your ass`ll be fullAnd if you don`t think O.E. be workinThen fuck it, bust the irkin and jerkinCause I`m a muthafucka that think when I wanna drinkAnd how can I tell that you`re drunk? Cause your breath stinkI know you know you need some double-mintAnd you can`t mack to a bitch when you`re too bentSo take it from me, the homie DJ QuikYou better rush your cooler, cause you might be sickCause the 8 is for the true niggas, and the grown-upsBut that don`t matter, cause Quik got it sowed upAnd punk muthafuckas wanna squab and all thatBut 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 myselfYou know all the homies goin off of itAnd I knowThe 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)