Luyện nghe bài hát 8-ball

Verse Eazy E

I don't drink brass monkey like to be
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
through the hood to find the boys
Kick dust and cuss crank up some
Police on my I have to pause
40 ounce in my lap and it's my balls
Hook a right turn and let the go past
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 shit up had the bass whomping
through the east side 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 fucked up and got the 8 ball

Verse Eazy-E

Riding on down towards Crenshaw
Turned the sound to ditch the law
at a light and had a fit
Cause a Mexican almost wrecked my
Flipped his ass off put it to the
Bottle was so I went to the store
on tip cause I was drunk
See a ass punk had to go in my trunk
Reached cause it's like that
Came back out a silver gat
Fired at the and it was all because
I had to show the nigger time it was
out the jammy and like a mirage
A sissy that got out of Dodge
Sucka on me cause the I'm holding
fucked up and got the 8 Ball rolling

Verse Three:

Olde 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 I was drunk as hell
bitches already said, "Eric your breath smells!"
40 in hand that's what I got
"Yo man you see hurlin' in the parking lot?"
Stepped on your foot cold your hoe
Asked her to and she said, "Hell No!"
Called her a bitch cause that's the
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 dodging the dogs and watch you fall
Just full of cumn got knocked out cold
"Make you look you snotty nosed prick!
Now your fly all over his dick!"
Punk got dropped the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Four:

Pass the brew mother while I tear shit up
and you all listen up close to call
Eazy-E's in the place I got money and
with me and we make the deuce
Dre makes the so goddamn funky
Do the Olde 8 the brass monkey
Ice Cube writes the rhymes, I say
Hail to the from CIA
Crazy D is down and in
We make hard core so fuck respect
a toast all you punks to the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's up and got the 8 ball rolling