Song | Fuc Em All |
Artist | MC Eiht |
Album | Death Threatz |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Reed, Tyler | |
(feat. Havoc (SCC)) | |
[HAVOC] | |
Ping, ping, ping, mutha****a, it's ricochet Havoc | |
Coming with the mutha****in automatic | |
All niggas and bitches who ain't down with Eiht | |
I'm givin they ass much mutha****in static | |
Geah like my nigga Eiht say, **** 'em all | |
[EIHT] | |
Geah, doin it that thuggish way | |
Compton, come on | |
I got controversy like ????? since I hit the big time | |
Noses be sniffin' my ****in ass to see what's mine (get 'em) | |
You best think twice tryin to take | |
What they make | |
Punk bitch, I'm nuthin' nice (geah) | |
You need to shut your trap | |
This ain't no gangsta rap (get 'em) | |
It's gonna peel your cap | |
Keep snitchin', my fingers twitchin' | |
Never seen a mutha****a (get 'em) | |
Keeps bitchin, uh | |
We rolls through you | |
Who got beef? Teeth smacked out instomatic | |
Automatic static | |
You better be makin out your funeral plans | |
You gets macked up by the notorious murderin man (c'mon geah) | |
I chalks up more points than basketball, now Kurtis Blow | |
Buck that Blow gots to go | |
Niggas run fast when we hoo-ride | |
When we spittin you gets banked up the blind side | |
Jealous fools keep on talking while you walking | |
Cause I'ma hit you up | |
And say fuc em all | |
Somebody say fuc em all... | |
I like when niggas talk much shit about me, gots to smile | |
Let me know I've been on they mind for a while | |
Eiht this, Eiht that | |
Who's ****ing Eiht | |
Who's sucking Eiht, wait | |
Wanna be in my pockets | |
Look it little hoe so bring that eye close, I'ma sock it | |
Test my gang affiliation | |
And you gon' get hit, no shit, sent on a long vacation | |
Got my shit floatin just like pigeons, can't fake it | |
Damn sho' can't fake it so you wanna take it fools | |
Ducking, don't push me | |
Calling up bitches, wanna salt me up | |
To get the pussy | |
Get it on your own | |
If you can't get it, need to quit it | |
Bitch leave it alone | |
(Bitch) So don't run game with my name | |
If you do it's a damn shame, geah | |
So watch me ball as I stand tall | |
To yell fuc em all | |
Somebody yell fuc em all, it don' stop... | |
Bitches all up in my business | |
But they really can't tell what my game is (that's right) | |
Wanna know who I'm in, I hope the | |
Bitches stop gossippin' | |
Wishing they was Oprah | |
8 million stories is what they having | |
Save it | |
You got more drama than David (sorry-ass) | |
Pay no attention to bitches, **** that | |
I gots no cheese for them first class hoodrats | |
Playing on my pager and my phone ain't no love at all | |
But get your punk-ass nigga, friends to call | |
Uh, I gots no choice | |
"**** you bitch" comes straight out my voice | |
Not all ho's is bitches, y'know what I'm sayin' | |
But they set up traps to get pregnant and keep a nigga paying | |
These chips ain't for dippin | |
Keep that grand canyon pussy, ain't no whipping | |
So scoot that ass on before you get the boot | |
Geah all alone | |
It's like that | |
In the nine to the six, uh | |
Fuc em all | |
Somebody yell fuc em all... | |
It don't stop... | |
In the mutha****in house, nigga | |
Eihthype in the house | |
Nigga On The Run in the house | |
Little Hawk & Bird in the house | |
I say Da Foe in the house | |
Compton in this bitch |
zuo ci : Reed, Tyler | |
feat. Havoc SCC | |
HAVOC | |
Ping, ping, ping, mutha a, it' s ricochet Havoc | |
Coming with the mutha in automatic | |
All niggas and bitches who ain' t down with Eiht | |
I' m givin they ass much mutha in static | |
Geah like my nigga Eiht say, ' em all | |
EIHT | |
Geah, doin it that thuggish way | |
Compton, come on | |
I got controversy like nbsp????? since I hit the big time | |
Noses be sniffin' my in ass to see what' s mine get ' em | |
You best think twice tryin to take | |
What they make | |
Punk bitch, I' m nuthin' nice geah | |
You need to shut your trap | |
This ain' t no gangsta rap get ' em | |
It' s gonna peel your cap | |
Keep snitchin', my fingers twitchin' | |
Never seen a mutha a get ' em | |
Keeps bitchin, uh | |
We rolls through you | |
Who got beef? Teeth smacked out instomatic | |
Automatic static | |
You better be makin out your funeral plans | |
You gets macked up by the notorious murderin man c' mon geah | |
I chalks up more points than basketball, now Kurtis Blow | |
Buck that Blow gots to go | |
Niggas run fast when we hooride | |
When we spittin you gets banked up the blind side | |
Jealous fools keep on talking while you walking | |
Cause I' ma hit you up | |
And say fuc em all | |
Somebody say fuc em all... | |
I like when niggas talk much shit about me, gots to smile | |
Let me know I' ve been on they mind for a while | |
Eiht this, Eiht that | |
Who' s ing Eiht | |
Who' s sucking Eiht, wait | |
Wanna be in my pockets | |
Look it little hoe so bring that eye close, I' ma sock it | |
Test my gang affiliation | |
And you gon' get hit, no shit, sent on a long vacation | |
Got my shit floatin just like pigeons, can' t fake it | |
Damn sho' can' t fake it so you wanna take it fools | |
Ducking, don' t push me | |
Calling up bitches, wanna salt me up | |
To get the pussy | |
Get it on your own | |
If you can' t get it, need to quit it | |
Bitch leave it alone | |
Bitch So don' t run game with my name | |
If you do it' s a damn shame, geah | |
So watch me ball as I stand tall | |
To yell fuc em all | |
Somebody yell fuc em all, it don' stop... | |
Bitches all up in my business | |
But they really can' t tell what my game is that' s right | |
Wanna know who I' m in, I hope the | |
Bitches stop gossippin' | |
Wishing they was Oprah | |
8 million stories is what they having | |
Save it | |
You got more drama than David sorryass | |
Pay no attention to bitches, that | |
I gots no cheese for them first class hoodrats | |
Playing on my pager and my phone ain' t no love at all | |
But get your punkass nigga, friends to call | |
Uh, I gots no choice | |
" you bitch" comes straight out my voice | |
Not all ho' s is bitches, y' know what I' m sayin' | |
But they set up traps to get pregnant and keep a nigga paying | |
These chips ain' t for dippin | |
Keep that grand canyon pussy, ain' t no whipping | |
So scoot that ass on before you get the boot | |
Geah all alone | |
It' s like that | |
In the nine to the six, uh | |
Fuc em all | |
Somebody yell fuc em all... | |
It don' t stop... | |
In the mutha in house, nigga | |
Eihthype in the house | |
Nigga On The Run in the house | |
Little Hawk Bird in the house | |
I say Da Foe in the house | |
Compton in this bitch |
zuò cí : Reed, Tyler | |
feat. Havoc SCC | |
HAVOC | |
Ping, ping, ping, mutha a, it' s ricochet Havoc | |
Coming with the mutha in automatic | |
All niggas and bitches who ain' t down with Eiht | |
I' m givin they ass much mutha in static | |
Geah like my nigga Eiht say, ' em all | |
EIHT | |
Geah, doin it that thuggish way | |
Compton, come on | |
I got controversy like nbsp????? since I hit the big time | |
Noses be sniffin' my in ass to see what' s mine get ' em | |
You best think twice tryin to take | |
What they make | |
Punk bitch, I' m nuthin' nice geah | |
You need to shut your trap | |
This ain' t no gangsta rap get ' em | |
It' s gonna peel your cap | |
Keep snitchin', my fingers twitchin' | |
Never seen a mutha a get ' em | |
Keeps bitchin, uh | |
We rolls through you | |
Who got beef? Teeth smacked out instomatic | |
Automatic static | |
You better be makin out your funeral plans | |
You gets macked up by the notorious murderin man c' mon geah | |
I chalks up more points than basketball, now Kurtis Blow | |
Buck that Blow gots to go | |
Niggas run fast when we hooride | |
When we spittin you gets banked up the blind side | |
Jealous fools keep on talking while you walking | |
Cause I' ma hit you up | |
And say fuc em all | |
Somebody say fuc em all... | |
I like when niggas talk much shit about me, gots to smile | |
Let me know I' ve been on they mind for a while | |
Eiht this, Eiht that | |
Who' s ing Eiht | |
Who' s sucking Eiht, wait | |
Wanna be in my pockets | |
Look it little hoe so bring that eye close, I' ma sock it | |
Test my gang affiliation | |
And you gon' get hit, no shit, sent on a long vacation | |
Got my shit floatin just like pigeons, can' t fake it | |
Damn sho' can' t fake it so you wanna take it fools | |
Ducking, don' t push me | |
Calling up bitches, wanna salt me up | |
To get the pussy | |
Get it on your own | |
If you can' t get it, need to quit it | |
Bitch leave it alone | |
Bitch So don' t run game with my name | |
If you do it' s a damn shame, geah | |
So watch me ball as I stand tall | |
To yell fuc em all | |
Somebody yell fuc em all, it don' stop... | |
Bitches all up in my business | |
But they really can' t tell what my game is that' s right | |
Wanna know who I' m in, I hope the | |
Bitches stop gossippin' | |
Wishing they was Oprah | |
8 million stories is what they having | |
Save it | |
You got more drama than David sorryass | |
Pay no attention to bitches, that | |
I gots no cheese for them first class hoodrats | |
Playing on my pager and my phone ain' t no love at all | |
But get your punkass nigga, friends to call | |
Uh, I gots no choice | |
" you bitch" comes straight out my voice | |
Not all ho' s is bitches, y' know what I' m sayin' | |
But they set up traps to get pregnant and keep a nigga paying | |
These chips ain' t for dippin | |
Keep that grand canyon pussy, ain' t no whipping | |
So scoot that ass on before you get the boot | |
Geah all alone | |
It' s like that | |
In the nine to the six, uh | |
Fuc em all | |
Somebody yell fuc em all... | |
It don' t stop... | |
In the mutha in house, nigga | |
Eihthype in the house | |
Nigga On The Run in the house | |
Little Hawk Bird in the house | |
I say Da Foe in the house | |
Compton in this bitch |