They Still Gafflin Lyrics - Compton's Most Wanted

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 

You know what I'm sayin', 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 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