Текст песни MC Eiht (CMW) - Def Wish IV
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[O Dawg from Menace II Society]"Oh nigga guess what! Word got back about the little marks who jacked you!I know where they be kickin it atDown with a 187?"[EIHT]Eeerrr...GeahGeahIn the muthafuckin house, foolFor the 9 to the fizive-OThe Eihthype thugs in the muthafuckin houseGeahAnd like my nigga E-40 say:We got a colloseum of muthafuckas in hereTha Eihthype thugsC.M.W.N.O.T.R.Lil Hawk & BirdDa FoeI`ma hit you up with the T, so better scootOut the sunroof of the Coupe as I shootAnd ain`t no crack, little cluck, it`s just bullets that I`m slinginNever-be-hangin, one-street-banginWe don`t be playin, fools runnin at the fuckin lipRunnin, start runnin, you best not tripFast from the hip (pop pop) explodinWhen the 9 mill starts unloadinYou better be watchin what you sayinCause niggas from 159th ain`t playinTrey`s and 4`s and houses start hittin your blockMass hysteria, your bitch-ass gettin scarierDon`t wanna catch the slug But you`s a mark tryin to be a Tree Top ThugCan`t get no respect, well punk, then try thisReport your homies for domestic violenceFor beatin your bitch ass up and down the blockDash, David Gash, I`ma tap that ass[O Dawg from Menace II Society]"Now we just gon` find these little marks and smoke `emShit it ain`t that hard"[EIHT]I`ma tell you `bout the time that we first metThe story that you told was some fake bullshitIt was me and Chill my palThe scene was like the showdown at the O.K. CoralIt was you and then about five of y`all hanginStandin in the center lookin like y`all was bangin (Ain`t nuthin but marks)Approached me with your "P" hatBut I was high off the blunt, so I didn`t see thatBut I`m knowin I`m a nigga you love to hateBut you grab me by my shoulder and you conversateI shouldn`t`ve fell for it, I should`ve started slappinYour eyes always dotted, you best stick to rappinDavid Blake: you fake as fuck!I mack your ass like a muthafuckin truckI guess that eye was too black cause you still can`t see meServin me a drink in your khaki bikiniOh geah, just like I said beforeAin`t nuthin but the ho on my dickLittle trick named QuikGeah, quick to get fucked one timeYou better be callin one-time before I pull out my nineAnd nigga, checks thisFill your Lexus full of holes as you slam into polesNiggas should`ve just told me that you was a mark and I wouldn`t`ve hit you up with that notorious park (You know where we from)Can`t fade it, better fear itGot one of your little B.G.`s to write your fuckin lyricsPlayin around with the hood you get gotNick name should be Spot for that eye you gotYou and that fake muthafucka who wrote your rapMy nigga Boom Bam gon` slap with the trey-five strapNo muthafuckin truceGet the ass cracked over the dome with the fuckin deuce-deuceDon`t make me have to act upCause you`s a frail muthafucka with no back upOriginal bangin on wax, nigga, you fake`member One-Time Gaffled, nationwide blue tapeOriginal Compton representin to the TGivin out slugs to you fake wanna-be`sGo run right through you And before we kill off, remember the `niew did it to youSlick talkin, fast walkinNigga, how`d you figure that the E wasn`t gon` stand and deliver?You ain`t worth a pennyNever had a damn eye, dotted so manyTimes, two times, three timesYou fall to the floor, you don`t want no mo`And if you wanna get with this you best to dashGeah, cause I`ma tap that assWest SideFool, you can`t fuck with the gangsta niggasUhAin`t nuthin but the new style, you know?I likes that, `the new style` for that ass9 to the fizive-0, foolYou can`t fuck with these killasSo stay the fuck backAnd rounds up your little homies and shitCause we comes a 159 deep niggaTrue Blue from the streetsWessyyyde