Luyện nghe bài hát They Still Gafflin

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

They still gafflin, young black nigga
So why in the fuck should I sleep they creep
As I roll through the streets I see raided house
And why the Eiht'll be out in 5000
And the fools won't give a chance to
If you're from Compton, you either sell 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, then I'm a
Bust a you, hit the sirens and me over
Run a make on my plates, fool they
Another day for this punk ass
I was lucky, I the blunt in my sock
The first they say,"Who's got the gat, who's got the rocks?"
I said,"Please officer, I'm a rap singer"
Boy, you Compton, you got to be a banger

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

Geah, now they on my dick
all wrastling, gafflin and shit
Can't take no more off this one shit
You what I'm sayin'
I'm ready to a mutherfuckers cap
You know I'm sayin', check this out

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

On top of that I was big noise
It was the fucking CHP
I like those punk fools one bit
'Cause they be that KKK shit
So I kick back and played with the
And told the grand I was 17
Tell the the truth, then how they fuck that sound?
'Cause if I told him the truth then I'd be county

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

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