Lyrics Don't Stand So Close - 8Ball , La Chat
(Chorus
10x)
Don't
stand,
don't
stand
so
close
to
me
[Lord
infamous]
Runnin'
to
the
beats,
done
pushed
you
off
cause
we
like
greedy
When
I'm
shootin'
pool,
I
blast...
'cause
I'm
feisty
Lord
and
here
comes
the
two
to
the
three
and
four
Five
six
after
seven
Fucked
up,
snorted
out,
drunk,
and
them
I'm
blown
But
when
we
tear
the
club
up
You
best
believe
you
won't
come
out
that
hole
Cool,
when
you
hit
the
ones
is
gone,
on
the
blow
But
mind
you,
you
best
die
then
fuck
with
my
cocked
3 time
[Dj
paul]
Nigga,
nigga,
it's
the
tear
da
club
up
thugs
with
the
gangsta
boo
>from
three
6 mafia,
mafia
now
what'cha
you
wanna
do
Gangsta
party
where
the
fuck
Lucky
luchi
set
'em
up
Put
your
goods
in
the
bag
A
heavy
boys
get
'em
up
Fools
all
up
in
my
face
On
some
prepared
to
take
my
place
Or
be
in
my
shoes
Or
find
out
it
ain't
that
safe
Up
in
the
club
we
clean
house
like
a
renovator
Bust
2 times
in
his
mouth
My
glock
can't
see
you
later
(Chorus
8x)
[Juicy
"j"]
It's
that
nigga
from
the
north
Smokin'
on
a
short
newport
If
you
wanna
get
high
with
me
Roll
a
blunt
and
light
the
torch
(nigga)
Strap
it
on
my
waste
3-5-7
nigga
play
For
you
robbers
who
wanna
rob
And
you
haters
out
to
hate
Wave
your
guns
up
in
the
air
And
cock
'em
back
if
it's
a
must
If
you
don't
give
a
fuck
Pull
the
trigger
and
let
it
bust
(fool)
It's
the
tear
da
club
up
thugs
Buckin',
blastin'
in
your
club
Never
ever
showin'
love
Just
pullin'
guns
and
poppin'
slugs
[Gangsta
boo]
It's
a
two
game
table
Ok
ya
heard
it
from
fatal
But
I'm
not
robbin'
your
cradle
I'm
gettin'
closer
to
be
your
neighbor
Unfadeable
to
any
motherfucker
who
cross
my
path
A
wrath
full
of
blood
bath
Take
it
with
questions
last
I
leave
you
wet
Nigga,
in
a
split
second
Waitin'
for
the
next
to
run
up
with
my
bullet
to?
Be
on
my
chest
the
smith
and
wesson
got
you
niggas
just
guessin'
Will
she
leave
a
bloody
mess
with
the
family
upsettin'
(ugh)
(Chorus
8x)
[Gangsta
boo]
The
fuckin'
message
that
I'm
stressin'
is
I
don't
fuck
around
Cause
on
my
side
of
town
niggas
beat
the
fuck
outta
clowns
Don't
say
no
more
Open
wide
roy,
leo's
a
lion
Got
you
cryin'
cause
excitement
over
shit
that
I'm
writin'
I'm
quick
to
take
a
bitch,
nigga
Take
the
nigga
bitch
Act
scared,
you
done
heard
about
the
lady
from
the
six
What
you
do
know
won't
hurt
you
in
the
long
run
What
you
do
know
that
I
keep
'em
risin'
like
the
sun,
ask
crunchy
blac
I'm
a
nigga
know
that's
with
me
How
this
lady
got
you
bitches
faded
oh
so
easily
What
you
tryin'
to
be
A
little
naughty
nigga
that
you
not
Tryin'
to
get
popped
with
the
glock
that
I
keep
in
stock
I
can't
be
playin'
with
bitches
They
can't
be
playin'
with
me
Cause
I
don't
play
with
all
the
motherfuckers
kids,
you
see
I
try
too
hard
to
be
the
pimpin'
lady
that
I
am
Pam
porter
reporting
you
playa
hatas
With
a
plan
of
gettin'
ya
(Chorus
to
fade)
1 Intro
2 Enquiring Minds
3 Don't Stand So Close
4 Oh No
5 Kill, Kill, Kill, Murder, Murder, Murder
6 Suck A Little Dick
7 Fuck You
8 Where Dem Dollas At (feat. DJ Paul & Juicy J)
9 Da Ones Close, Know Most
10 Wanna Go to War
11 I'll Be the Other Woman
12 High Off That Weed
13 Be Real
14 Nasty Trick
15 Nigga Yeah Know
16 Money and the Powder
17 Life in the Metro
18 This Is Personal
19 Only You
20 Who We Be
21 Where Dem Dollas At (feat. DJ Paul & Juicy J) - Bass Mix
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