Luyện nghe bài hát 8-ball

Verse One: E

I don't drink brass like to be funky
Nickname Eazy E 8 ball junkie
Bass drum kicking to show my
Rap a in my dick boy I don't quit
Crowd rocking motherfucker from the way
I got a six shooter yo I'm mean and
Rolling through the hood to the boys
Kick dust and cuss crank up noise
Police on my drawers I have to
40 ounce in my lap and freezing 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 tape Marvin Gaye's greatest
the shit up had the bass cold whomping
Cruising through the east 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 I'm holding
Eazy-E's up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Two:

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

Verse Three:

Olde English 800 cause my brand
it in a bottle, 40, quart, or can
Drink it a madman yes I do
Fuck the and a 502
Stepped in the park I was as hell
Three bitches said, "Eric your breath smells!"
40 ounce in hand that's I got
"Yo man you see Eazy in the parking lot?"
Stepped on your foot cold your hoe
Asked her to and she said, "Hell No!"
Called her a bitch cause the rule
Boyz n tha trying to keep me cool
Tell my homeboy you wanna my butt
I walked in face and we get on up
I start dodging the and watch you fall
Just full of cumn got knocked out cold
"Make you sick you snotty nosed prick!
Now fly bitches all over his dick!"
Punk got cause 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 close to roll
in the place I got money and juice
Rendezvous with me and we the deuce
Dre the beats so goddamn funky
Do the 8 fuck the brass monkey
Ice Cube the rhymes, that I say
to the niggas from CIA
Crazy D is and in effect
We make hard core jams so respect
a toast all you punks to the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball