Eazy-E
Cock the 9
Songwriters: Branch, Andre; Givings, Charles; Patterson, Lorenzo Jerald; Weldon, David; Wright, EricNiggaz is fake and tryin' to hate
All the hump, some shit was said about blue and red
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But I didn't lose shit so it's all good
My six sense won't let me slip, don't puff wit the draggin' 'em
Blast my way out Eazy pay
Reach for my gun, shit
Obey my first and give him the taste
Niggaz all getting drunk and smoking a bum bud
The shit wen't down everybody start runnin'
Test drive wit a neighborhood's scholar
But I'm color blind and I gotta nine
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Play for keeps that's the rule of the streets
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Drop shit like a seagull for the people
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Black Impaler, blue chucks on gettin' outta
The [unverified] freaks on a run, bring ya condom in the kingdom
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'Cuz it's a gang of jackers in the front smoking
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Leavin' pumpin' Eazy-E 'Boyz 'n the Hood'
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And don't faze me, Ruthless is the label that pays me
But this one H.K weighs a ton, words are yellow wit
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Bitches screamin' and the bullets still comin'
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Ho's make a contribution but y'all don't hear me tho
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Sucks on hip hop thugsta, get the fuck on
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Dick Tracy all on my nutz like Cagny and Lacy
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It's like dice game, dice game niggaz get they roll on
'Cuz I'm a gangsta so I can relate most of these
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Everything's all good till niggaz getting sold on
And a nigga gotta bust but who in the fuck said in God we trust
I grab my gun then I picked up my loot
I put a buster in his place, I put one in his face
From the ceilin' to the floor, info red at ya window
It's the low call, S.A.B on the vocal
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He kept persuading so I had to do it
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Lick me, show me love or peel my cap quickly
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Here we all get together and shoot, fuck
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Just incase it's on and a nigga gotta fight
Tuck ya legs to my dick with the wrap 'em real tight
Well nigga, pop the 9 and let it holla
Threw up the sign I cock the 9, I cock the 9
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Niggaz looking shifty, do they wanna diss me?
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That's how I duz it, that's how I do it
Plus the E go hangin' out the beamer tho
And the murder weapon that I use you know I threw it
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Run into a nigga tryin to save mine
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I'm still toe taggin' 'em, hit the spot wit a don still baggin' 'em
The way all you bitch niggaz stay out
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Sweatin' all the bitches to blow are weanies
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Oh wait, here's a punk, pump the trunk
G'd up all better wit beanies



