Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Ball (remix)

1:
I don't drink brass monkey, like to be
Nickname Eazy-E 8 ball junkie
Bass kickin', to show my shit
Rap a hole in my dick, boy I quit
Crowd rocking motherfucker around the way
I got a six shooter yo hombre
Rolling through the hood to find the boys kick dust and cuss crank up some
on my drawers, I have to pause
40 in my lap and it's freezing my balls
Hook a right and let the boys go past
I say to myself, They can kiss my ass
Hip to get drunk got the 8 in my
Put in the old tape Marvin Gaye's hits
the shit up had the bass cold whomping
Cruising the east 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

2:
Riding on Slauson towards Crenshaw
Turned down south, to the law
Stopped at a and had a fit,
Cos a mexican wrecked my shit.
his ass off, put it to the floor,
Bottle was so I went to the store.
Nigga on cos I was drunk,
See ya sissy as had to go in my trunk.
inside cos 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.

3:
Put up the jam and, a mirage,
A like that got out of Dodge.
Sucker on me, cos the title I'm
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 rollin'
Old E's 800 cos my plan.
it in a bottle, 40, quart, or can.
Drink it a madman, yes I do,
the police, and a 5-0 too.
Stepped at a party I was as hell,
Three bitches already "Eric yo breath smells"
in hand, that's what I got,
"Yo man, you see hurlin' in the parkin' lot?"
Stepped on yo foot, cold yo ho,
her to dance and she said "Hell, no"
Called her a bitch, cos the rule,
Boys in the hood tryin to me cool.
Tell me, homeboy, you wanna my butt?
I in your face and we get em up.
I start the dog, and watch you fold,
Just dumb, of cum, got num dot co.
"Make you look sick, ya prick,
Now your fly is all over his dick."
Punk got dropped, cos the title I'm
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the rollin'.

4:
Pass the broom, motherfucker, while I shit up,
And y'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 beat so god-damn funky,
Do the 0-8, fuck the monkey.
Ice Cube the rhymes that I say,
Hail to the from CIA.
D is down and in effect,
We make jams, so fuck respect.
Make a toast, pump to the title I'm holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the rollin.