Luyện nghe bài hát 8-ball

Verse Eazy E

I drink brass monkey like to be funky
Nickname E your 8 ball junkie
Bass kicking to show my shit
Rap a in my dick boy I don't quit
Crowd rocking from around the way
I got a six shooter yo I'm and brave
Rolling through the to find the boys
Kick dust and cuss up some noise
Police on my drawers I to pause
40 ounce in my lap and it's my balls
Hook a right and let the boys go past
and I say to myself, "They can my ass"
Hip to get drunk got the 8 in my
Put in the old tape Marvin Gaye's greatest
Turn the shit up had the bass cold
Cruising through the side south of Compton
See a big ass and I say
I took a look at the face, and the was to the curb
Hoes on my tip for the title I'm
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball

Verse Eazy-E

Riding on Slauson down Crenshaw
Turned down the sound to the law
Stopped at a and had a fit
Cause a almost wrecked my shit
his ass off put it to the floor
Bottle was so I went to the store
Nigga on tip cause I was
See a sissy ass punk had to go in my
Reached inside it's like that
Came back out with a gat
Fired at the punk and it was all
I had to show the nigger time it was
out the jammy and like a mirage
A like that got out of Dodge
Sucka on me cause the I'm holding
Eazy-E's up and got the 8 Ball rolling

Verse Three:

Olde English 800 cause my brand
it in a bottle, 40, quart, or can
Drink it a madman yes I do
the police and a 502
Stepped in the park I was drunk as
Three bitches already said, "Eric your smells!"
40 ounce in hand what I got
"Yo man you see Eazy in the parking lot?"
Stepped on your foot cold your hoe
Asked her to and she said, "Hell No!"
Called her a bitch cause the rule
Boyz n tha Hood trying to me cool
Tell my homeboy you wanna my butt
I in your face and we get on up
I start dodging the and watch you fall
Just full of cumn got knocked out cold
"Make you sick you snotty nosed prick!
Now your fly all over his dick!"
Punk got dropped cause the title I'm
Eazy-E's up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Eazy-E

Pass the brew fucker while I tear shit up
and you all listen up close to call
Eazy-E's in the place I got and juice
Rendezvous with me and we make the
Dre makes the beats so funky
Do the 8 fuck the brass monkey
Ice writes the rhymes, that I say
Hail to the niggas CIA
Crazy D is down and in
We make hard core jams so respect
Make a toast all you punks to the I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball