Sorry Louie lyrics

[Intro: Jimmie Ray Weeks]
Hi, Claude again
You remember I told you about my cousin when I was 15?
Well, the year after that, I killed this kid, Louie
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
I got away with it
But I wanna apologize to Louie
I'm sorry Louie

[Chorus: Jimmie Ray Weeks]
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger

[Verse 1: Eazy-E with Jimmie Ray Weeks]
I knew this motherf*cker named Louie
Every day the n*gga talked sh*t, but today he tried to do me
He rolled down my block with a pistol and a stare
A black khaki suit and dooky braids in his hair
The motherf*cker thinks I'm slippin'
But I got my gat and a bat and a 40 and I'm sippin'
Waitin' for the fool to get out the car
The stupid motherf*cker thinks I'm a star
But I'm not, I'm the type that'll kick the n*gga's ass
Fast, Eazy-E's a n*gga that'll blast
Hold up, wait, the n*gga started to load his gat
I grabbed my bat and ran around the back, yo
He's at my window, thinkin' I'm playin' Nintendo
But the stupid n*gga don't know I'm behind him, so
He dropped the gat like a stupid motherf*cker
So I bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
[Chorus: Jimmie Ray Weeks]
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger

[Verse 2: Eazy-E with Jimmie Ray Weeks]
I knew this b*tch named Peaches
She often wanted me to f*ck her trampy ass on them beaches
But bust it, yo, Peaches
Be f*ckin' around with me, instead of f*ckin' her man
She's butt-naked with my di*k in her hand, yo
As soon as Peaches started suckin', I saw this motherf*ckin'
n*gga behind my car, and he was duckin'
So I told the b*tch to hold on
You stupid b*tch, put your motherf*ckin' clothes on!
I wonder if this n*gga's tryna jack me
Cause I ain't got my gat with me, sh*t
The n*gga started runnin' up fast
I thought he was gonna blast, so I hid behind her ass
She started howlin' out, "Wait!"
I banked her in the face
But the punk n*gga pulled out mace
He asked the stupid ass b*tch did I mug her
So I bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
[Chorus: Jimmie Ray Weeks]
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger

[Verse 3: Eazy-E with Jimmie Ray Weeks]
I'm a motherf*ckin' psycho and I don't give a f*ck about 'em
I kill the n*gga, cut off his di*k, so you know I got 'em
Cut his vein, ate his brain, left the n*gga for dead
Now it's a gallon of blood, drippin' from under his bed
Oh, no! What happened to my lover?
b*tch, I bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
b*tch tried to call the cops, f*ck that
I gotta take the girl out with my motherf*ckin' bat
Cause I ain't doin' ten in the pen
For a b*tch and her dead-ass boyfriend
So I gotta kill the ho, I'm reachin' for my weapon slow
That's when I notice some n*gga standin' by the door
The little n*gga said, "Don't kill my mother"
So I bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger

[Chorus: Jimmie Ray Weeks & Eazy-E]
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger (I'm sorry, Jimmy!)
Bashed his head in with my Louisville Slugger
[Outro: Eazy E]
He's dead!
I'm sorry, Billy