They Still Gafflin

They Still Gafflin Damn, MC Eihts back in the mutherfuckin house Last year we came with the one times gaffled em up. y'knowutumsayin" Now the whole mutherfuckin world know They still gaffling, this young black nigga So why in the fuck should I sleep when they creep As I roll through the streets I see another raided house and Thats why the Eiht'll be out in 5000 And the fools won't give a chance to explain If you're from Compton, you either sell dope or gangbang Yo those fools on my dick still trying to jack me I guess because I sport a hat and the khaki's And if my cars on hit then I'm a roller Bust a U, hit the sirens and pull me over Run a make on my plates, fool they legit Another day for this punk ass bullshit I was lucky, I threw the blunt in my sock The first thing they say, who's got the gat who's got the rocks? I said please officer, I'm a rap singer Boy you from Compton you gots to be a banger Wheres your hood, whats your set, throw up your gang sign I takes my hands off the hood and says I ain't got time He's says park it fool times is wasting I said fuck you, black leather glove slapped my face then I was pissed, it was rough, my hands was cuffed If I told them they stink they'd throw my ass in the clink So it was back to the curb and I sat All that time, fools didn't even find my strap But every day its the same shit happening, yo Watch your back one times still gaffling, geah Geah, now they still on my dick Still all wrastling, gaffling and shit Can't take no more off this one time shit. Y'knowutumsayin? I'm ready to peel a mutherfuckers cap, y'knowutumsayin? Check this out Off to the kick it spot to make an end Early in the morning so my day can begin I seen the fool that tried to double cross me I beat the punk down smooth cause I'm the boss, E 2 niggas rolling, in hats, inside a cadillac We start to blaze up the mutherfucking 20 sack We rolled the windows up to get that contact One times seen the smoke they pulled a smooth jack On top of that I was bumping big noise It was the fucking CHP boys I didn't like those punk fools one bit Cause they be popping that KKK shit So I kick back and played with the routine And told the grand dragon I was 17 Tell the police the truth then how the fuck that sound? Cause if I told him the truth then I'd be county bound So I play with the routine, comma While he say, hand over the marijuana I said officer, you must be joking That was a cigarette I was smoking So I sat with my but to the ground And kept on thinking would the fool beat me down? They didn't find the gatt, it was a miracle But they still toed my mutherfucking vehicle I might as well have packed a strap and Get rid of all these one times gafflin Geah, I'd like to send this out to all the mutherfucking homies That be getting there asses kicked by the one times, y'knowutumsayin? And all my mutherfucking homeboys Thats in jail locked up over this punk ass shit The one times be gaffling y'knowutumsayin? But they can't keep a brother like the MC Eiht down Me and my DJ Mike T is like out 5000