Luyện nghe bài hát 8-ball

Verse Eazy E

I don't brass monkey like to be funky
Nickname E your 8 ball junkie
Bass drum kicking to my shit
Rap a hole in my dick boy I quit
Crowd rocking from around the way
I got a six shooter yo I'm and brave
through the hood to find the boys
Kick dust and crank up some noise
Police on my I have to pause
40 ounce in my lap and it's my balls
Hook a right turn and let the boys go
and I say to myself, "They can my ass"
Hip to get drunk got the 8 in my
Put in the old Marvin Gaye's greatest hits
Turn the up had the bass cold whomping
Cruising through the side south of Compton
See a big ass and I say
I took a 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 ball

Verse Two:

on Slauson down towards Crenshaw
Turned down the sound to 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
Nigga on tip cause I was
See a ass punk had to go in my trunk
Reached inside cause it's like
Came out with a silver gat
Fired at the punk and it was all
I had to show the nigger what it was
Pulled out the jammy and a mirage
A like that got out of Dodge
Sucka on me cause the I'm holding
fucked up and got the 8 Ball rolling

Verse Three:

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 park I was as hell
Three bitches already said, "Eric breath smells!"
40 in hand that's what I got
"Yo man you see Eazy in the parking lot?"
Stepped on foot cold dissed your hoe
Asked her to and she said, "Hell No!"
Called her a cause that's the rule
Boyz n tha Hood trying to me cool
Tell my homeboy you kick my butt
I walked in your and we get on up
I start dodging the dogs and watch you
dumb full of cumn got knocked out cold
"Make you look sick you snotty prick!
Now your fly all over his dick!"
Punk got dropped cause the I'm holding
fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Eazy-E

Pass the brew mother fucker while I 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 the beats so goddamn funky
Do the 8 fuck the brass monkey
Ice writes the rhymes, that I say
Hail to the niggas CIA
D is down and in effect
We make hard jams so fuck respect
Make a all you punks to the title I'm holding
fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling