Song | Endoness |
Artist | MC Eiht |
Album | Death Threatz |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Reed, Tyler | |
Geah, uh | |
In the mutha****in' house | |
Back for the 9 to the 6, geah, uh | |
Ain't nuthin' but the eihthype thugs nigga | |
Geah | |
(stick 'em) | |
Compton in this bitch | |
Check it out, geah | |
I'm giving you that funky funky ass shit | |
That you gots to **** with, uh | |
So stand back cause i don't want my funk to rub off | |
On your silly billy ass, yeah you too soft, uh | |
I'm giving that brain a little tickle | |
You better than a bitch licking on your pop sicle | |
Uh fool, you know i'm too cold | |
I'll leave that ass hanging | |
Dangling like a bitch on hold (stick 'em) | |
Gets off my thing | |
You cling like static | |
I spits like a ****ing automatic (brrr) | |
Classy bitches, i'm in 'em, uh | |
I'm deadly like poison, ****ing snakes venom | |
Your parents say don't do me (uh uh) | |
But i'm the bomb so they run right to me (run run run) | |
As you inhale everything seems right | |
Ready to take you on that late night hype (get em) | |
The endoness | |
Westside | |
Geah, c'mon uh | |
The endoness, uh (stick em) | |
Damn, must be the shit | |
Hitting at last as you burn them finger tips (damn) | |
Must be the chronic | |
Invincible like steve austin... ddddddddddd... bionic | |
I touch the brains of many | |
The more you want the more you get (geah), no shit | |
You'll find all kinds but none like this | |
You need this | |
The shit - that seedless | |
A brand new trip | |
Exciting as your cells do back flips (c'mon uh) | |
I might just **** up your sinus | |
And put that ass to sleep like linus | |
So hit me, hit me again, hit me three times | |
That ass is mine, geah | |
I'ma take you through | |
Virtue - reality, it won't hurt you | |
The endoness | |
Aaah, come on, uh geah | |
Eihthype in the house, nigga | |
Eihthype in the house, get 'em | |
Uh, eihthype in the house, nigga | |
We funky, we funky, geah, stick 'em | |
Compton, nigga c'mon | |
Watch out now don't hit it too long | |
Just save a little for your friends and get some more | |
If they got ends (what up erb) | |
Get it from the hub and take no chances | |
Smoked out no doubt your brain enhances | |
Put your brain on drugs (that's right) | |
Hypnotised by the eihthype thugs | |
Want beach blonde mutha****as in nappy-head dreads | |
No stress take the boo-yaa bomb instead | |
And i'm the only one that got it | |
You ****ing with that bullshit baby, we gon' spot it | |
Out of your lungs comes blow up (oh yeah) | |
You shouldn't've ****ed on that weed now you throw up | |
Paranoid and you twitching | |
Heat waves, wake up nigga start switching | |
Because we just can't **** with that stress | |
We take you on that late nite hype to the endoness | |
Aaahh, geah | |
Eihthype in the house, nigga | |
Eihthype in the house, nigga | |
Geah | |
Eihthype in the house nigga geah | |
West side, we funky | |
Eastside, we funky | |
Or whatever side you from nigga | |
We funky now | |
We funky... | |
Uh, eihthype in this bitch | |
Compton in this bitch | |
We funky now | |
Geah |
zuo ci : Reed, Tyler | |
Geah, uh | |
In the mutha in' house | |
Back for the 9 to the 6, geah, uh | |
Ain' t nuthin' but the eihthype thugs nigga | |
Geah | |
stick ' em | |
Compton in this bitch | |
Check it out, geah | |
I' m giving you that funky funky ass shit | |
That you gots to with, uh | |
So stand back cause i don' t want my funk to rub off | |
On your silly billy ass, yeah you too soft, uh | |
I' m giving that brain a little tickle | |
You better than a bitch licking on your pop sicle | |
Uh fool, you know i' m too cold | |
I' ll leave that ass hanging | |
Dangling like a bitch on hold stick ' em | |
Gets off my thing | |
You cling like static | |
I spits like a ing automatic brrr | |
Classy bitches, i' m in ' em, uh | |
I' m deadly like poison, ing snakes venom | |
Your parents say don' t do me uh uh | |
But i' m the bomb so they run right to me run run run | |
As you inhale everything seems right | |
Ready to take you on that late night hype get em | |
The endoness | |
Westside | |
Geah, c' mon uh | |
The endoness, uh stick em | |
Damn, must be the shit | |
Hitting at last as you burn them finger tips damn | |
Must be the chronic | |
Invincible like steve austin... ddddddddddd... bionic | |
I touch the brains of many | |
The more you want the more you get geah, no shit | |
You' ll find all kinds but none like this | |
You need this | |
The shit that seedless | |
A brand new trip | |
Exciting as your cells do back flips c' mon uh | |
I might just up your sinus | |
And put that ass to sleep like linus | |
So hit me, hit me again, hit me three times | |
That ass is mine, geah | |
I' ma take you through | |
Virtue reality, it won' t hurt you | |
The endoness | |
Aaah, come on, uh geah | |
Eihthype in the house, nigga | |
Eihthype in the house, get ' em | |
Uh, eihthype in the house, nigga | |
We funky, we funky, geah, stick ' em | |
Compton, nigga c' mon | |
Watch out now don' t hit it too long | |
Just save a little for your friends and get some more | |
If they got ends what up erb | |
Get it from the hub and take no chances | |
Smoked out no doubt your brain enhances | |
Put your brain on drugs that' s right | |
Hypnotised by the eihthype thugs | |
Want beach blonde mutha as in nappyhead dreads | |
No stress take the booyaa bomb instead | |
And i' m the only one that got it | |
You ing with that bullshit baby, we gon' spot it | |
Out of your lungs comes blow up oh yeah | |
You shouldn' t' ve ed on that weed now you throw up | |
Paranoid and you twitching | |
Heat waves, wake up nigga start switching | |
Because we just can' t with that stress | |
We take you on that late nite hype to the endoness | |
Aaahh, geah | |
Eihthype in the house, nigga | |
Eihthype in the house, nigga | |
Geah | |
Eihthype in the house nigga geah | |
West side, we funky | |
Eastside, we funky | |
Or whatever side you from nigga | |
We funky now | |
We funky... | |
Uh, eihthype in this bitch | |
Compton in this bitch | |
We funky now | |
Geah |
zuò cí : Reed, Tyler | |
Geah, uh | |
In the mutha in' house | |
Back for the 9 to the 6, geah, uh | |
Ain' t nuthin' but the eihthype thugs nigga | |
Geah | |
stick ' em | |
Compton in this bitch | |
Check it out, geah | |
I' m giving you that funky funky ass shit | |
That you gots to with, uh | |
So stand back cause i don' t want my funk to rub off | |
On your silly billy ass, yeah you too soft, uh | |
I' m giving that brain a little tickle | |
You better than a bitch licking on your pop sicle | |
Uh fool, you know i' m too cold | |
I' ll leave that ass hanging | |
Dangling like a bitch on hold stick ' em | |
Gets off my thing | |
You cling like static | |
I spits like a ing automatic brrr | |
Classy bitches, i' m in ' em, uh | |
I' m deadly like poison, ing snakes venom | |
Your parents say don' t do me uh uh | |
But i' m the bomb so they run right to me run run run | |
As you inhale everything seems right | |
Ready to take you on that late night hype get em | |
The endoness | |
Westside | |
Geah, c' mon uh | |
The endoness, uh stick em | |
Damn, must be the shit | |
Hitting at last as you burn them finger tips damn | |
Must be the chronic | |
Invincible like steve austin... ddddddddddd... bionic | |
I touch the brains of many | |
The more you want the more you get geah, no shit | |
You' ll find all kinds but none like this | |
You need this | |
The shit that seedless | |
A brand new trip | |
Exciting as your cells do back flips c' mon uh | |
I might just up your sinus | |
And put that ass to sleep like linus | |
So hit me, hit me again, hit me three times | |
That ass is mine, geah | |
I' ma take you through | |
Virtue reality, it won' t hurt you | |
The endoness | |
Aaah, come on, uh geah | |
Eihthype in the house, nigga | |
Eihthype in the house, get ' em | |
Uh, eihthype in the house, nigga | |
We funky, we funky, geah, stick ' em | |
Compton, nigga c' mon | |
Watch out now don' t hit it too long | |
Just save a little for your friends and get some more | |
If they got ends what up erb | |
Get it from the hub and take no chances | |
Smoked out no doubt your brain enhances | |
Put your brain on drugs that' s right | |
Hypnotised by the eihthype thugs | |
Want beach blonde mutha as in nappyhead dreads | |
No stress take the booyaa bomb instead | |
And i' m the only one that got it | |
You ing with that bullshit baby, we gon' spot it | |
Out of your lungs comes blow up oh yeah | |
You shouldn' t' ve ed on that weed now you throw up | |
Paranoid and you twitching | |
Heat waves, wake up nigga start switching | |
Because we just can' t with that stress | |
We take you on that late nite hype to the endoness | |
Aaahh, geah | |
Eihthype in the house, nigga | |
Eihthype in the house, nigga | |
Geah | |
Eihthype in the house nigga geah | |
West side, we funky | |
Eastside, we funky | |
Or whatever side you from nigga | |
We funky now | |
We funky... | |
Uh, eihthype in this bitch | |
Compton in this bitch | |
We funky now | |
Geah |