Luyện nghe bài hát One Time Gaffled 'Em Up

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

On a day at the spot where the be chillin
Gossiping about the latest killin
Brothers is deep, and no time to
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 corner on the plata. Checked the
the P.D. lights. Down the spot was hot
Ed Dog was cuffin'. in the back
Chiste and Lil' Rock jacked for selling that
E, man, hit the fence. out, "See you later!"
Shark then pulled out the big blue
and Boo didn't know what to do
Jumped in the car with D.T, CMW
Hit a U around the corner. Did it I wonder
C.P.D. on my ass, and burnin' rubber
want to be like Brother and Fly: locked up
So I the Bird that was still in my cup
Parked the G-ride, and I to bail
my trip was to home, not the County Jail
Police swooped. By the time the Boys was me
Go Go fled 'cause the was kind of leary
I wasn't sweating shit, 'cause they had on me
Bam looked bag. were 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 dope? Um sir. I'm a rap singer
Won't go down the Compton gang banger."
They ran a check. I must have had good luck
But the homie who ran.
One gaffled 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 show to do on a Thursday
Me, Chill, Slip, and Tom in Big White
as fuck, bumping "The Cactus."
I hope the Stoney 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' about the good ol' days
Switching to another form about how he get
Just then the Boys came behind the
Tom out and said, "What the fuck?!?!"
A motor cycle cop 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 was a fat sack of Chocolate Thai
Damn! (damn)
Now it's to get nervous
Starey Clown caught em
And they was to serve us
Dumb walked up and started asking for names
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 have 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 to acting tough n' Chill thought he was bluffin
But in a second or two, the Boys the cuffin
Bud in our pockets. Brew in our
No for explanations. One Time gaffled us up

(Chorus 3x: by DJ Unknown)
Get ass in the car.
Ho it now.
For For what?
I guilty!

Get ass in the car.
You're with us!