Luyện nghe bài hát One Time Gaffled 'Em Up

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

On a day at the where the homies be chillin
Gossiping the latest Compton killin
is deep, and no time to sleep
The on the tip, and they trying to creep
Had a G-ride, so I suggest we punch it
Grover was driving, and about a hundred
Hit a on the plata. Checked the spot
Seen the P.D. lights. the spot was hot
Ed Dog was cuffin'. in the back
Chiste and Lil' Rock jacked for selling crack
E, man, hit the fence. out, "See you later!"
then pulled out the big blue blazer
Dookie and Boo know what to do
Jumped in the car with D.T, CMW
Hit a U around the corner. Did it work? I
C.P.D. on my ass, and burnin' rubber
Didn't want to be like and Fly: locked up
So I the Bird that was still in my cup
Parked the G-ride, and I started to
'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 sweating shit, 'cause had nothing on me
Bam looked bag. They were named. Now his
peeped out the pager. Said, "How much did it cost?
By the way MC Eiht, where's the you toss?"
(Eight): "Me sell dope? Um sir. I'm a rap
Won't go down the Compton gang banger."
They ran a check. I must have had good 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.
coming with us!

(Verse 2):
Had a to do on a Thursday night
Me, Chill, Slip, and Tom rolling in Big
Loaded as fuck, "The Cactus."
I hope the Stoney Boys try to jack us
Gas was loaded, and so was the E
Kind of of the sack of the good E.T.
Chill was bustin' about the good ol' days
to another form 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 clown his ass once. N' said, "This no C.H.I.P.S!"
Homie had a for a D.U.I.
And in my pocket was a fat of Chocolate Thai
Damn! (damn)
Now it's to get nervous
Starey caught back em
And they was fixing to us
Dumb Dumb walked up and started asking for
They he peeped me out and asked what's the gang I
The that I'm black is the reason you jack me
I've got to gang bang of the hat and khaki's
If I was in the hood, the dummy wouldn't found me
He said, "Shut the fuck up 'fore headed for the County!"
He was late. The fools had they 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' Chill 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 with us!