Luyện nghe bài hát They Still Gafflin

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

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

And if my cars on hit, then I'm a
Bust a you, hit the sirens and pull me
Run a make on my plates, fool legit
Another day for this ass bullshit
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

your hood, what's 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", black leather slapped my face then
I was pissed, it was rough, my was cuffed
If I told they 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 find my
But day it's the same shit happening, yo
Watch your one times still gafflin, geah

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

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

On top of I was bumping big noise
It was the fucking CHP
I like those punk fools one bit
'Cause they be popping KKK shit
So I kick back and with the routine
And told the grand I was 17
the police the truth, then how they fuck that sound?
'Cause if I told him the truth then I'd be 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 my butt to the ground
And kept on thinking, would the fool me down?
They find the gat, it was a miracle
But they still my mutherfuckin' vehicle
I might as well packed a strap and
Get rid of all these one times

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