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Endoness


MC Eiht Lyrics

 

Endoness Lyrics

Endoness by MC Eiht


Geah, uh
In the muthaf**kin' house
Back for the 9 to the 6, geah, uh
Ain't nuthin' but the Eihthype thugs nigga
Geah
(stick 'em)
Compton in this b**ch
Check it out, geah

I'm giving you that funky funky ass sh*t
That you gots to f**k 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 b**ch licking on your pop sicle
Uh fool, you know I'm too cold
I'll leave that ass hanging
Dangling like a b**ch on hold (stick 'em)
Gets off my thing
You cling like static
I spits like a f**king automatic (brrr)
Classy b**ches, I'm in 'em, uh
I'm deadly like poison, f**king 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 sh*t
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 sh*t
You'll find all kinds but none like this
You need this
The sh*t - that seedless
A brand new trip
Exciting as your cells do back flips (c'mon uh)
I might just f**k 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 muthaf**kas in nappy-head dreads
No stress take the boo-yaa bomb instead
And I'm the only one that got it
You f**king with that bullsh*t baby, we gon' spot it
Out of your lungs comes blow up (oh yeah)
You shouldn't've f**ked on that weed now you throw up
Paranoid and you twitching
Heat waves, wake up nigga start switching
Because we just can't f**k 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 b**ch
Compton in this b**ch
We funky now
Geah



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