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hi-c (compton) - 2 drunk ta fuck كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
it all happened when i grabbed a cup of that gin, threw a little socco in, godd_mn (what happened?)
man, that sh_t caught me, i’m still drunk off the fifth raymond bought me
that e&j make you have a fit
when i get to drinkin’ it’s kinda hard to quit, sh_t
i might as well drink, i’m not driving
i’m not dumb, i’m down for surviving
a young girl i can’t do without
my d_ck is a dog and i’m ’bout to let him out
i wanna f_ck, but i’m drunk as f_ck
ayo tone, stop the beat, man, i gotta throw up
aye crawf, don’t stop man, don’t quit
gon’ rock some of that skanless sh_t
well pass the jack daniels, i really get to trippin’
show me a b_tch, i get to bullsh_ttin’
i call my girl and ask, “would she come to the pad?”
i couldn’t believe the little ho got mad
my girl is smart, h_ll yeah she be thinkin’ by the way that i talk, she knew i been drinkin’
i said, “baby, don’t act crazy, why don’t you come on over?”
she said, “n_gga if you try something, i swear it’s over”
i said, “you coming or what? don’t make me ask no mo’
don’t make have to kick down ya’ godd_mn door”
two minutes later, my girl drove up
i said, “gimmie that coochie, i want to f_ck
you trick, don’t you ever talk sh_t on the phone, come get my jim hard and let’s get it on”
pushed her on the couch then i pulled out my pipe
my girl jumped up she said, “that sh_t ain’t right”
she said, “i’m leaving”
i said, “trick, so what? take ya funky monkey, i’m too drunk to f_ck”
[verse 2]
i’m drunk as a motherf_ckin’ skunk
i’m ’bout to hump the monkey, i ain’t no punk
oh, hi_c, boy, you can’t f_ck when you drunk
watch this, hey girl, give up the funk
i mean the c_nt, the coochie
the b_tch did it like a kiss, man, she blew it to me
i met the b_tch in the motherf_ckin’ park
couldn’t see her black ass ’cause it was so d_mn dark
she wasn’t doing nothing but just standing around
ol’ nappy headed ho weighing 400 pounds
by me drinking i thought the b_tch looked good
so i pushed her in the car and rolled her back to the hood
on the way back home my car leaned to the side
with a stanky ass b_tch—fat, funky, and wide
hi_c man, your girl look like goonie [?]
got the girl tossed up when i gave her the brew
poured up some more gin and some grape fruit juice
then i really got loose—tongue kissin’ her moose
i couldn’t reach the coochie, she had to give me a boost
i stuck my thumb in her sh_t, it was loose as a goose
ew, she so ugly, she look like monster mash
pulled my thing out her cooch and tried to pop it in her ass
couldn’t rip her from the front ’cause she was too d_mn fat
man, the trick made me sick, i threw up on her back
but i didn’t give a f_ck, she gave me a chance
couldn’t make it to the bathroom i p_ssed in my pants
she called me a tramp—i said, “you ugly ass duck, take ya funk monkey, i’m too drunk to f_ck”
[verse 3]
yo crawf, hold my brew so i can kick this
and let me talk this ghetto sh_t for the b_tches
big jazz is on a hunt ’cause i’m drunk, gee
and i’m lookin’ for the girls with the “talk to me” monkeys
at my pad was this trick so i lucked up
but being drunk off the eight, i guess i f_cked up
don’t get me wrong ’cause i was ready for some action
but if i do this girl, big jazz’ll be attraction
she sat me down ’cause i was drunk as a lush
and all the sh_t i had for lunch was about to come up
i kick the cat and then i run for the bathroom
getting sicker by the minute by the girl’s stinky perfume
the jazz is drunk but a n_gga still skanless
back to the counter plate [?] like i can handle this
now i’m sweating, not to mention i’m excited
but still trippin’ off the buzz the eight provided
she tripped me out but i’m too drunk to be thinkin’
i pop the [?] in my mouth so my breath don’t be stinkin’
she left the room and returned with a grin
check it out, she tripped me out, ’cause she had a friend
now fellas, peep game, i’m a skanless gang member
double team by two tenders but too drunk to remember
now i was with it, until the minute that i passed out
as for my night with these tenders, i’m just assed out
the next morning i was sh_t out of luck
but that’s the last time, jazz is too drunk to f_ck
[outro]
i remember the day when tony a slipped
the n_gga f_cked around, and he caught the drips
he..

- hi c compton

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