Luyện nghe bài hát 8-ball

Verse Eazy E

I don't brass monkey like to be funky
Eazy E your 8 ball junkie
Bass drum kicking to show my
Rap a hole in my boy I don't quit
rocking motherfucker from around the way
I got a six shooter yo I'm mean and
Rolling through the hood to the boys
dust and cuss crank up some noise
Police on my I have to pause
40 ounce in my lap and freezing my balls
Hook a 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 Gaye's greatest hits
the shit up had the bass cold whomping
Cruising through the east side of Compton
See a big ass and I say
I took a look at the face, and the was to the curb
on my tip for the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball

Verse Eazy-E

Riding on Slauson down Crenshaw
Turned the sound to ditch the law
at a light and had a fit
Cause a Mexican almost my shit
his ass off put it to the floor
Bottle was empty so I to the store
on tip cause I was drunk
See a ass punk had to go in my trunk
Reached inside it's like that
Came out with a silver gat
Fired at the punk and it was all
I had to the nigger what time it was
Pulled out the jammy and a mirage
A sissy like got out of Dodge
Sucka on me cause the title I'm
Eazy-E's up and got the 8 Ball rolling

Verse Eazy-E

Olde English 800 cause that's my
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 as hell
Three already said, "Eric your breath smells!"
40 ounce in hand what I got
"Yo man you see Eazy in the parking lot?"
Stepped on your foot dissed your hoe
her to dance and she said, "Hell No!"
Called her a bitch cause the rule
Boyz n tha Hood trying to me cool
Tell my you wanna kick my butt
I in your face and we get on up
I dodging the dogs 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 the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Eazy-E

Pass the brew mother fucker while I tear up
and you all listen up close to call
Eazy-E's in the place I got money and
with me and we make the deuce
Dre the beats so goddamn funky
Do the Olde 8 fuck the monkey
Ice writes the rhymes, that I say
Hail to the from CIA
D is down and in effect
We make hard core jams so fuck
a toast all you punks to the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 rolling