Singen 8 Ball Karaoke - N.W.A. - MP3 Karaoke

Die Aufnahme ist eine Coverversion des Songs 8 Ball im Stil von: N.W.A.

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MP4
KFN
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Mit Hintergrund-Gesangsstimme (wahlweise in der KFN-Version)

Tempo: variabel (ca. 90 BPM)

In der gleichen Tonart wie das Original: G-Moll

Dauer: 04:51 - Vorschau auf: 02:11

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Veröffentlichung: 1987
Musikrichtungen: Rap & Hip-Hop, Englisch
Original Songwriter: Roger Troutman, Larry Troutman, Dr. Dre, Ice Cube

Der gesamte Inhalt auf unserer Website wird vollständig von unseren Musikern im Studio reproduziert. Wir verwenden keine Teile der Originalaufnahmen und nutzen in keiner Weise AI-Stem-Trennungstechnologie.

Text 8 Ball

I don't drink brass monkey like the beat funky nickname Eazy-E yo' 8 ball junkie
Bass drum kickin' to show my shit rappin' holdin' my dick boy, I don't quit
Crowd rockin' motherfucker from around the way
I got a six-shooter yo' mean hombre'
Rollin' through the hood to find the boys to kick dust and cuss crank up some noise
Police on my drawers
I have to pause 40 ounce in my lap and it's freezin' my balls
I hook a right turn let the boys go past then I say to myself they can kiss my ass
Hip to get drunk got the 8 in my lips put in the old tape
Marvin Gaye's greatest hits
Turn the shit up had the bass cold whompin' cruisin' through the Eastside south of Compton
See a big ass and I say word
I took a look at the face and the bitch was to the curb
Hoes on my tip for the title I'm holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'
Ridin' on Slauson lookin' for Crenshaw turned down the sound to ditch the law
Stopped at a light and had a fit 'cos a Mexican almost wrecked my shit
Flipped his ass off put it to the floor bottle was empty so I went to the store
Nigga on tilt 'cos I was drunk see a sissy-ass punk had to go in my trunk
Reached inside 'cos it's like that came back out with a silver gat
Fired at the punk and it was all because
I had to show the nigga what time it was
Pulled out the jammy and like a mirage a sissy like that got out of Dodge
Sucka on me 'cos the title I'm holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'
Olde English 800 'cos that's my brand take it in a bottle, 40 quart, or can
Drink it like a madman yes I do fuck the police and a 5-0-2
Stepped in the party
I was drunk as hell three bitches already said 40 ounce in hand that's what I got yo man you see Eazy hurling in the parkin lot
Stepped on your foot cold dissed yo' ho asked her to dance and she said
Called her a bitch 'cos that's the rule boys in the hood tryin' to keep me cool
You tell my homeboy you wanna kick my butt
I walked in your face and we get 'em up
I start droppin' the dogs and watch you fold just dumb, full of cum got knocked out cold
Made you look sick you snotty-nosed prick now your fly bitch is all over his dick
Punk got dropped 'cos the title I'm holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'
Pass the brew motherfucker while I tear shit up and y'all listen up close to roll call
Eazy-E's in the place
I got money and juice
Ron-De-Vu with me and we make the deuce
Dre makes the beats so goddamn funky do the Olde 8 fuck the brass monkey
Ice Cube writes the rhymes that I say hail to the niggas from C.I.A
Krazy D is down and in effect we make hardcore jams so fuck respect
Make a toast punky-punk to the title I'm holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'

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