Luyện nghe bài hát They Still Gafflin

Damn, MC Eihts back in the house
Last year we with the one times gaffled 'em up
You what I'm sayin'
Now the whole world know

They still gafflin, this young nigga
So why in the should I sleep when they creep
As I through the streets I see another raided house
And that's why the Eiht'll be out in
And the fools won't give a chance to
If you're from Compton, you sell dope or gangbang
Yo, those fools on my dick still trying to me
I guess I sport a hat and the khaki's

And if my cars on hit, I'm a roller
Bust a you, hit the and pull me over
Run a on my plates, fool they legit
Another day for punk ass bullshit
I was lucky, I threw the in my sock
The first thing they say,"Who's got the gat, got the rocks?"
I said,"Please officer, I'm a rap singer"
Boy, you from Compton, you got to be a

your hood, what's your set, throw up your gang sign
I take my hands off the and says I ain't got time
says park it fool, time is wasting
I said,"Fuck you", black leather glove my face then
I was pissed, it was rough, my hands was
If I told them they stink throw my ass in the clink
So it was back to the and I sat
All that time, fools didn't even find my
But every day it's the shit happening, yo
Watch your back one times still gafflin,

Geah, now still on my dick
Still all wrastling, and shit
Can't take no off this one time shit
You know I'm sayin'
I'm ready to peel a cap
You what I'm sayin', check this out

Off to the it, spot to make an end
in the morning, so my day can begin
I seen the fool tried to double cross me
I beat the down smooth 'cause I'm the boss, E
2 rolling in hats, inside a Cadillac
We to blaze up the mutherferkin' 20 sack
We rolled the up to get that contact
One time seen the smoke, they a smooth jack

On top of that I was bumping big
It was the CHP boys
I didn't like those punk one bit
'Cause they be popping that KKK
So I kick back and played with the
And told the dragon I was 17
Tell the police the truth, then how fuck that sound?
'Cause if I him the truth then I'd be county bound

So I play the routine, comma
While he say, hand the marijuana
I said,"Officer, you must be
was a cigarette I was smoking"
So I sat with my to the ground
And kept on thinking, the fool beat me down?
They didn't the gat, it was a miracle
But still toed my mutherfuckin' vehicle
I as well have packed a strap and
Get rid of all these one times

Geah, I'd like to send out to all the mutherfuckin' homies
That be getting asses kicked by the one times
You know I'm sayin'
And all my mutherfuckin'
That's in jail locked up over this ass shit
The one times be gaffling, you what I'm sayin'
But they can't a brother like the MC Eiht down
Me and my DJ T is like out 5000