Luyện nghe bài hát One Time Gaffled 'Em Up

(Chorus: by DJ Unknown)
of the mother fucking jackin
Boys that be
Tired of the motherfucking
Police, wanna wanna jack

On a day at the spot the homies be chillin
about the latest Compton killin
Brothers is deep, and no time to
The Boys on the tip, and trying to creep
Had a G-ride, so I suggest that we it
was driving, and doing about a hundred
Hit a corner on the plata. the spot
the P.D. lights. Down the spot was hot
Ed Dog was cuffin'. in the back
Chiste and Rock jacked for selling that crack
E, man, hit the fence. out, "See you later!"
Shark pulled out the big blue blazer
Dookie and Boo know what to do
Jumped in the car with D.T, CMW
Hit a U the corner. Did it work? I wonder
C.P.D. on my ass, and they rubber
want to be like Brother and Fly: locked up
So I downed the Bird was still in my cup
Parked the G-ride, and I to bail
'Cause my trip was to home, not the Jail
Police swooped. By the time the Boys was me
Go Go fled 'cause the homie was kind of
I wasn't shit, 'cause they had nothing on me
Bam looked bag. They named. Now his Pony
They peeped out the pager. Said, "How much did it
By the way MC Eiht, where's the you toss?"
(Eight): "Me dope? Um sir. I'm a rap singer
go down like the Compton gang banger."
They ran a warrant check. I must have had luck
But the who ran. Mmmm
One Time him up

(Chorus 3x: by DJ Unknown)
Get ass in the car.
Ho it now.
Keep still boy. No for static.

Get ass in the car.
You're with us!

(Verse 2):
Had a show to do on a Thursday
Me, Chill, Slip, and Tom in Big White
as fuck, bumping "The Cactus."
I hope the Stoney Boys try to jack us
Gas was loaded, and so was the E
Kind of buzzed of the sack of the E.T.
Chill was bustin' raps about the ol' days
Switching to another about how he get paid
Just then the Boys came behind the
Tom out and said, "What the fuck?!?!"
A cycle cop riding hard on the tip
Had to his ass once. N' said, "This ain't no C.H.I.P.S!"
had a warrant for a D.U.I.
And in my pocket was a fat sack of Chocolate
Damn! (damn)
Now time to get nervous
Starey caught back em
And they was fixing to us
Dumb Dumb walked up and started for names
They he peeped me out and asked what's the I claim
The fact that I'm black is the reason you me
I've got to gang bang 'cause of the hat and
If I was in the hood, the dummy wouldn't found me
He said, "Shut the up 'fore you're headed for the County!"
He was already late. The had they nerves
To us sitting contest on the edge of the curb
Twas showt, shorter that showt. can I say?
"Keep on talking. Go ahead. my day
He started to acting tough n' thought he was bluffin
But in a second or two, the Boys the cuffin
Bud in our pockets. in our cups
No time for explanations. One gaffled us up

(Chorus 3x: by DJ Unknown)
Get ass in the car.
Ho it now.
For when? For
I guilty!

Get ass in the car.
You're coming us!