Luyện nghe bài hát 8-ball

Verse One: E

I don't brass monkey like to be funky
Nickname Eazy E your 8 junkie
Bass kicking to show my shit
Rap a hole in my boy I don't quit
Crowd motherfucker from around the way
I got a six yo I'm mean and brave
Rolling through the hood to find the
dust and cuss crank up some noise
Police on my drawers I to pause
40 in my lap and it's freezing my balls
a right turn and let the boys go past
and I say to myself, "They can my ass"
Hip to get got the 8 in my lips
Put in the old tape Marvin Gaye's greatest
Turn the shit up had the cold whomping
Cruising through the east side of Compton
See a big ass and I say
I took a look at the face, and the was to the curb
Hoes on my tip for the I'm holding
fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Eazy-E

Riding on down towards Crenshaw
down the sound to ditch the law
Stopped at a and had a fit
Cause a almost wrecked my shit
his ass off put it to the floor
Bottle was empty so I went to the
Nigga on tip cause I was
See a sissy ass had to go in my trunk
Reached inside it's like that
back out with a silver gat
Fired at the punk and it was all
I had to show the nigger time it was
Pulled out the jammy and a mirage
A sissy that got out of Dodge
Sucka on me cause the 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 park I was as hell
bitches already said, "Eric your breath smells!"
40 ounce in hand what I got
"Yo man you see Eazy hurlin' in the lot?"
on your foot cold dissed your hoe
Asked her to 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 kick my butt
I walked in face and we get on up
I start dodging the dogs and watch you
Just full of cumn got knocked out cold
"Make you sick you snotty nosed prick!
Now fly bitches all over his dick!"
Punk got dropped cause the title I'm
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 rolling

Verse Eazy-E

Pass the brew mother fucker while I tear up
and you all up close to roll call
Eazy-E's in the place I got and juice
with me and we make the deuce
Dre makes the beats so goddamn
Do the Olde 8 fuck the monkey
Ice writes the rhymes, that I say
Hail to the from CIA
D is down and in effect
We make hard jams so fuck respect
a toast all you punks to the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 rolling