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8 Ball (Remix)N.W.A

Released: August 9, 1988

Songwriter: Ice Cube

Producer: Dr. Dre DJ Yella

[Intro]
"Kick that shit!"
{*scratched*} "City of Compton!"
{*scratched*} "City of Compton!" {*echoes*}

"Cold kickin ass" {*scratch*} "cold kickin ass" {*scratch*}
"Cold kickin ass" {*scratch*} "Kick that shit!"

"Pull up a chair..." {*echoes*}

[Verse 1: Eazy-E]
I don't drink brass monkey, like the beat funky
Nickname Eazy-E, yo' 8 ball junkie
Bass drum kickin', to show my shit
Rappin' holdin' my dick, boy, I don't quit
Crowd rockin' motherfucker from around the way
I got a six-shooter, yo' mean hombre'
Rollin' through the hood, to find the boys
To kick dust and cuss, crank up some noise
Police on my drawers, I have to pause
40 ounce in my lap and it's freezin' my balls
I hook a 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 whompin'
Cruisin' through the Eastside, 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 holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'

I, was.. "Cold kickin ass"
I, was.. "Raised in L.A."
I, was.. "Cruisin' down the street in my six-fo'"
"Too, much, posse!"

[Verse 2: Eazy-E]
Ridin' on Slauson lookin' 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 tilt '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 nigga 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 holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'

"Fuck it up y'all! Fuck it up y'all! Fuck it up y'all!"
"And we puttin' it on wax"
"Fuck it up y'all! Fuck it up y'all! Fuck it up y'all!"
"YEAH!!!" *guitar riff*

[Verse 3: Eazy-E]
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-O, too
Stepped in the party, I was drunk as hell
Three bitches already said, "Eric yo' breath smells!"
40 ounce in hand, that's what I got
"Yo man you see Eazy hurling in the parkin lot?"
Stepped on your foot, cold dissed yo' ho
Asked her to dance and she said ("Hell no!")
Called her a bitch 'cause that's the rule
("Bitch, who you callin a bitch?!")
Boys in the hood tryin' to keep me cool
You tell my homeboy you wanna kick my butt
I walked in your face and we get 'em up
I start droppin' the dogs, and watch you fold
Just dumb, full of cum, got knocked out cold
"Made you look sick you snotty-nosed prick!
Now your fly bitch is all over his dick!"
Punk got dropped 'cause the title I'm holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'

"Stomp a mudhole in your ass!"
"Stomp a mudhole in your ass, BITCH!"

[Verse 4: Eazy-E]
Pass the brew motherfucker while I tear shit up
And y'all listen up close to roll call
Eazy-E's in the place, I got money and juice
Ron-De-Vu 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 C.I.A
Krazy D is down and in effect
We make hardcore jams, so fuck respect
Make a toast punky-punk to the title I'm holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'

{*scratched*} "City of Compton!"
{*scratched*} "City of Compton!" {*echoes*}

{*scratched*} "City of Compton!" {*scratched to end*}

N.W.A

Eazy-E, Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, MC Ren, DJ Yella, and Arabian Prince initially formed the collective known as “the world’s most dangerous group,” N.W.A.—Niggaz With Attitudes.

Following Ice Cube’s stint in C.I.A. and Dre and Yella’s departure from the World Class Wreckin Cru, they got together with Compton hustler Eric “Eazy-E” Wright, who formed Ruthless Records and released Eazy’s single “Boyz n the Hood,” written by Cube and produced by Dre. A compilation entitled N.W.A. and the Posse was released in 1987 but the group’s seminal debut, Straight Outta Compton, was released on August 8, 1988. It led to the rise of gangsta rap and West Coast hip-hop in general with their tales of “reality rap” from the streets of Compton and South Central Los Angeles. Their song “Fuck tha Police” even put the group on the hit list of the FBI.

Arabian Prince was the first to leave the group in 1988 over a financial dispute. Ice Cube left N.W.A. in 1989 after his own financial dispute, leading to the other members to diss him on their subsequent the 1990 EP 100 Miles and Runnin' and EFIL4ZAGGIN, which was released in 1991 and peaked at #1 on the Billboard 200 chart. The D.O.C., who contributed to Straight Outta Compton and was still recovering from a car accident that severly altered his strong voice, wrote more rhymes for Dr. Dre and Eazy-E on the EFIL4ZAGGIN album in attempt to fill the void left by Cube.

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