They Still Gafflin Lyrics

Damn, MC Eihts back in the mutherfuckin' house

Last year we came with the one times gaffled 'em up

You know what I'm sayin'

Now the whole mutherfuckin' world know

They still gafflin, 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 that's 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 you, 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 got to be a banger

Where's your hood, what's your set, throw up your gang sign

I take my hands off the hood and says I ain't got time

He's says park it fool, time 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 it's the same shit happening, yo

Watch your back one times still gafflin, geah

Geah, now they still on my dick

Still all wrastling, gafflin and shit

Can't take no more off this one time shit

You know what I'm sayin'

I'm ready to peel a mutherfuckers cap
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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 mutherferkin' 20 sack

We rolled the windows up to get that contact

One time 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 they 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 butt to the ground

And kept on thinking, would the fool beat me down?

They didn't find the gat, it was a miracle

But they still toed my mutherfuckin' 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 mutherfuckin' homies

That be getting their asses kicked by the one times

You know what I'm sayin'

And all my mutherfuckin' homeboys

That's in jail locked up over this punk ass shit

The one times be gaffling, you know what I'm sayin'

But they can't keep a brother like the MC Eiht down

Me and my DJ Mike T is like out 5000