Luyện nghe bài hát 8-ball

Verse Eazy E

I don't brass monkey like to be funky
Nickname Eazy E your 8 junkie
drum kicking to show my shit
Rap a in my dick boy I don't quit
Crowd motherfucker from around the way
I got a six yo I'm mean and brave
Rolling the hood to find the boys
Kick dust and cuss crank up noise
on my drawers I have to pause
40 ounce in my lap and it's my balls
a right turn 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 hits
Turn the up had the bass cold whomping
Cruising the east side south of Compton
See a big ass and I say
I took a at the face, and the bitch was to the curb
on my tip for the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 rolling

Verse Two:

Riding on down towards Crenshaw
Turned down the to ditch the law
Stopped at a and had a fit
a Mexican almost wrecked my shit
Flipped his ass off put it to the
Bottle was empty so I went to the
Nigga on tip cause I was
See a ass punk had to go in my trunk
Reached inside cause like that
Came back out with a gat
Fired at the and it was all because
I had to show the what time it was
Pulled out the jammy and a mirage
A like that got out of Dodge
Sucka on me cause the I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 rolling

Verse Eazy-E

English 800 cause that's 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 I was drunk as hell
bitches already said, "Eric your breath smells!"
40 ounce in that's what I got
"Yo man you see hurlin' in the parking lot?"
Stepped on your foot dissed your hoe
Asked her to and she said, "Hell No!"
Called her a bitch cause that's the
Boyz n tha Hood trying to keep me
Tell my homeboy you kick my butt
I walked in your and we get on up
I start dodging the dogs and you fall
Just dumb full of cumn got out cold
"Make you sick you snotty nosed prick!
Now your fly all over his dick!"
Punk got dropped the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's up and got the 8 ball rolling

Four: Eazy-E

Pass the mother fucker while I tear shit up
and you all listen up to roll call
Eazy-E's in the place I got money and
Rendezvous with me and we the deuce
Dre makes the so goddamn funky
Do the Olde 8 the brass monkey
Ice Cube writes the rhymes, I say
Hail to the niggas CIA
Crazy D is and in effect
We make hard core so fuck respect
a toast all you punks to the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 rolling