Luyện nghe bài hát 8-ball

Verse Eazy E

I don't brass monkey like to be funky
Nickname Eazy E your 8 junkie
Bass drum to show my shit
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
through the hood to find the boys
Kick and cuss crank up some noise
Police on my I have to pause
40 ounce in my lap and it's freezing my
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 tape Marvin 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 look at the face, and the bitch was to the
on my tip for the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball

Verse Two:

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

Verse Eazy-E

Olde English 800 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
Three bitches already said, "Eric breath smells!"
40 ounce in 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 keep me
Tell my homeboy you wanna my butt
I in your face and we get on up
I dodging the dogs and watch you fall
Just dumb full of got knocked out cold
"Make you look sick you snotty prick!
Now your fly bitches all his dick!"
got dropped cause 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 shit up
and you all listen up to roll call
Eazy-E's in the place I got and juice
Rendezvous me and we make the deuce
Dre the beats so goddamn funky
Do the 8 fuck the brass monkey
Ice Cube writes the rhymes, I say
Hail to the from CIA
Crazy D is 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