Luyện nghe bài hát One Time Gaffled 'Em Up

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

On a day at the spot the homies be chillin
Gossiping about the latest Compton
is deep, and no time to sleep
The Boys on the tip, and they to creep
Had a G-ride, so I that we punch it
Grover was driving, and doing about a
Hit a corner on the plata. Checked the
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 then pulled out the big blue
Dookie and Boo didn't what to do
Jumped in the car D.T, bumpin' CMW
Hit a U around the corner. Did it I wonder
C.P.D. on my ass, and they rubber
Didn't want to be like Brother and Fly: up
So I downed the Bird that was in my cup
the G-ride, and I started to bail
'Cause my was to home, not the County Jail
Police swooped. By the time the was near me
Go Go fled 'cause the homie was kind of
I sweating shit, 'cause they had nothing on me
Bam looked bag. They named. Now his Pony
They peeped out the pager. Said, "How 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 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 to do on a Thursday night
Me, Chill, Slip, and Tom rolling in Big
Loaded as fuck, "The Cactus."
I the Stoney Boys don't try to jack us
Gas was loaded, and so was the E
of buzzed of the sack of the good E.T.
Chill was bustin' raps about the good ol'
Switching to form about how he get paid
then the Boys came behind the truck
Tom out and said, "What the fuck?!?!"
A motor 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 of Chocolate Thai
Damn! (damn)
Now it's time to get
Starey caught back em
And they was fixing to us
Dumb Dumb up and started asking for names
They he 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 of the hat and khaki's
If I was in the hood, the dummy wouldn't have me
He said, "Shut the fuck up 'fore you're for the County!"
He was already late. The fools had they
To have us sitting on the edge of the curb
Twas showt, shorter that showt. can I say?
"Keep on talking. Go ahead. my day
He to acting tough n' Chill 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 with us!