Luyện nghe bài hát 8-ball

Verse One: E

I don't drink brass monkey to be funky
Nickname Eazy E 8 ball junkie
Bass drum kicking to my shit
Rap a hole in my dick boy I quit
Crowd motherfucker from around the way
I got a six shooter yo I'm and brave
Rolling through the hood to the boys
dust and cuss crank up some noise
Police on my drawers I to pause
40 in my lap and it's 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 Marvin greatest hits
Turn the shit up had the cold whomping
Cruising through the east south 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 up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Two:

Riding on Slauson down Crenshaw
Turned the sound to ditch the law
at a light and had a fit
Cause a Mexican almost wrecked my
his ass off put it to the floor
Bottle was so I went to the store
Nigga on tip I was drunk
See a sissy ass had to go in my trunk
Reached inside cause like that
back 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 like a
A sissy that 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 800 cause that's my brand
it in a bottle, 40, quart, or can
Drink it like a yes I do
the police and a 502
Stepped in the park I was drunk as
bitches already said, "Eric your breath smells!"
40 ounce in hand that's I got
"Yo man you see Eazy hurlin' in the lot?"
Stepped on your foot cold your hoe
Asked her to and she said, "Hell No!"
Called her a cause that's the rule
Boyz n tha Hood trying to keep me
Tell my homeboy you wanna kick my
I walked in your and we get on up
I dodging the dogs and watch you fall
Just dumb full of got knocked out cold
"Make you look you snotty nosed prick!
Now your fly bitches all his dick!"
Punk got dropped cause the 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 close to roll
Eazy-E's in the I got money and juice
with me and we make the deuce
Dre the beats so goddamn funky
Do the Olde 8 the brass monkey
Ice Cube the rhymes, that I say
Hail to the from CIA
Crazy D is and in effect
We make core jams so fuck respect
Make a toast all you punks to the title I'm
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 rolling