Luyện nghe bài hát One Time Gaffled 'Em Up

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

On a day at the where the homies be chillin
about the latest Compton killin
Brothers is deep, and no time to
The on the tip, and they trying to creep
Had a G-ride, so I that we punch it
Grover was driving, and doing a hundred
Hit a on the plata. Checked the spot
the P.D. lights. Down the spot was hot
Ed Dog was cuffin'. in the back
Chiste and Lil' Rock for selling that crack
E, man, hit the fence. out, "See you later!"
Shark pulled out the big blue blazer
and Boo didn't know what to do
Jumped in the car with D.T, CMW
Hit a U around the corner. Did it I wonder
C.P.D. on my ass, and they burnin'
Didn't want to be like Brother and locked up
So I downed the Bird that was in my cup
Parked the G-ride, and I to bail
my trip was to home, not the County Jail
Police swooped. By the time the was near me
Go Go fled the homie was kind of leary
I wasn't sweating shit, 'cause they had 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, the dope you toss?"
(Eight): "Me sell dope? Um sir. I'm a rap
Won't go down like the Compton 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 coming us!

(Verse 2):
Had a show to do on a night
Me, Chill, Slip, and Tom rolling in Big
as fuck, bumping "The Cactus."
I hope the Stoney don't try to jack us
Gas was loaded, and so was the E
Kind of buzzed of the of the good E.T.
Chill was bustin' raps about the ol' days
to another form about how he get paid
Just then the came behind the truck
Tom out and said, "What the fuck?!?!"
A motor cycle cop riding 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 Thai
Damn! (damn)
Now it's time to get
Starey Clown back em
And they was fixing to us
Dumb Dumb walked up and asking for names
he peeped me out and asked what's the gang I claim
The fact that I'm black is the you jack me
I've got to gang bang 'cause of the hat and
If I was in the hood, the wouldn't have found me
He said, "Shut the up 'fore you're headed for the County!"
He was already late. The fools had nerves
To have us sitting contest on the edge of the
Twas showt, shorter showt. What 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 started the cuffin
Bud in our pockets. Brew in our
No time for explanations. One gaffled us up

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

Get ass in the car.
coming with us!