Luyện nghe bài hát 8-ball

Verse Eazy E

I don't drink brass like to be funky
Eazy E your 8 ball junkie
Bass drum kicking to show my
Rap a hole in my dick boy I quit
Crowd motherfucker from around the way
I got a six shooter yo I'm mean and
Rolling through the hood to find the
Kick dust and cuss crank up some
Police on my drawers I have to
40 ounce in my lap and it's my balls
Hook a right turn and let the go past
and I say to myself, "They can my ass"
Hip to get got the 8 in my lips
Put in the old tape Marvin greatest hits
Turn the shit up had the bass whomping
Cruising the east side south of Compton
See a big ass and I say
I a look at the face, and the bitch was to the curb
Hoes on my tip for the title I'm
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 rolling

Two: Eazy-E

Riding on Slauson down towards
down the sound to ditch the law
Stopped at a and had a fit
Cause a Mexican almost my shit
Flipped his ass off put it to the
Bottle was so I went to the store
Nigga on tip cause I was
See a ass punk had to go in my trunk
Reached cause it's like that
back out with a silver gat
Fired at the and it was all because
I had to show the nigger what it was
Pulled out the and like a mirage
A sissy like got out of Dodge
Sucka on me the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 Ball

Three: Eazy-E

Olde English 800 cause that's my
it in a bottle, 40, quart, or can
Drink it like a yes I do
Fuck the and a 502
in the park I was drunk as hell
Three bitches already said, "Eric breath smells!"
40 in hand that's what I got
"Yo man you see hurlin' in the parking lot?"
Stepped on your cold dissed your hoe
her to dance and she said, "Hell No!"
Called her a bitch that's the rule
Boyz n tha Hood trying to me cool
Tell my homeboy you kick my butt
I walked in face and we get on up
I dodging the dogs and watch you fall
Just dumb full of cumn got out cold
"Make you look sick you snotty prick!
Now your fly bitches all his dick!"
Punk got dropped the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 rolling

Verse Four:

Pass the brew fucker while I tear shit up
and you all listen up to roll call
in the place I got money and juice
Rendezvous with me and we make the
Dre makes the beats so 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 jams so fuck
Make a toast all you to the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's up and got the 8 ball rolling