Luyện nghe bài hát They Still Gafflin

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

They still gafflin, this young black
So why in the should I sleep when they creep
As I roll the streets I see another raided house
And that's why the Eiht'll be out in
And the fools won't give a to explain
If from Compton, you either sell dope or gangbang
Yo, fools on my dick still trying to jack 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 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

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

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

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

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

So I with the routine, comma
While he say, hand the marijuana
I said,"Officer, you must be
That was a I was smoking"
So I sat with my to the ground
And kept on thinking, the fool beat me down?
They find the gat, it was a miracle
But they still toed my vehicle
I might as well have packed a and
Get rid of all these one gafflin

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