Niggaz My Height Don't Fight lyrics

Song information

Artist: Eazy-E
Album: Eternal E

Lyrics

Gimmie this, gimmie that, gimmie this, gimmie that
Bitch, step back and don't try to jack
"But mister dopeman, dopeman, can I get a hit?"
No, hoe but you can get my duck sick!

But let me finish my story as I was sayin'
I told you lil' locs ain't playin'
Gotta roll with the bunches
Can't help but travel in bunches
Now ain't that somethin'?
Just a case a few niggaz try to trip
Bone-out, put on my ski mask
And come back blastin'
Cause niggaz my height don't fight
My name is eazy e, you're mothafuckin' right
They musta
Thought I was a busta
Wearin' your bullet proof vest
So what's next?
I got my nine fitted up with teflon,and don't let me hit the wetbomb
So watcha wanna do?
The red, white and blue, I got something for you too
Cause it gonna be on when I'm kickin' down doors
So say hello to my new 44!

I'm the type of nigga that smokes mothafuckaz
I'm the type of nigga that smokes mothafuckaz
I don't give a fuck fuck, smoke mothafuckaz
I'ma smoke mothafuckaz!
Cause I'm the "e"!

So you can kiss my black ass
Fuck the white house
It ain't my house
So you can burn the mothafucka down for all I care
Cause t-shirts and khakis is all I wear!
I'm from the city
Where they show no pity
For a punk ass mark
In the park
Blow his brains out, stuck him in the bushes, take his gat
Leave his ass for the rats
And let me hit that cisco
I got a 187 on my pistol
Wanted by the lapd-k
For puttin' in work on my trade
Because the president never sent
One damn dog to my residence
I'm goin' crazy like 1980
I need my ends, fuck you, pay me!
Or I'ma have to get the strap
My nutty o.g. buddy big black
I make you shit in your pants and shake like jello
So tell all my homies I said hello

I'm the type of nigga that smokes mothafuckaz
I'm the type of nigga that smokes mothafuckaz
I don't give a fuck, smoke mothafuckaz
Smoke mothafuckaz like it ain't no thang

You can't check a checker, but when you wanna try
Let me know I got the stretcher on stand-by
Starvin' for a nigga like you
That thinks his heart is much bigger
Than the trigger
So I can show how to put in work:
The ruthless-network drive-by experts
Straight outta compton kickin' up dust
The place where guns don't get a chance to rust
I warned 'em and he still approached me
Now I got two more golf-hats for my trophy
I got a brand new trend, it's killin' men
Who is that? that's my little friend

I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Smoke mothafuckaz like it ain't no thang!