Luyện nghe bài hát In A Twist

You can't fade this nutty-ass cutthroat Maad Circle villain
Leanin, in the Gremlin
Sippin on Mak Duk, on my way to
to pick this nigga up
Two ski masks, on my left a
Nigga on my breath, on my mind (yeah)
You god damn right motherfucker it's on
Coolio the plan?

It's a motherfuckin come up, nigga ya gun up
gonna be a stick-up, came up on the liquor
You know bitch that I used to fuck -- named Theresa
(Yeah nigga, the big ass butt)
Well her brother was a client of
Drive some turnaround trips back and forth to part time (yeah)
anyway I got a caper (uh)
And if we pull it off right we can come up on a stack of
Here go the me, you, and him
cause the nigga drivin the bus is with us
Call Crazy Toones and him to give you a ride
and drop you off on Manchester and Broadway, at half past
Since old don't trust young niggaz none
you gotta be disguised like a senior
worry about escape cause it's OK
I'll be chillin close all the motherfuckin way loc
And I don't see you act up
but if anybody trip you better handle that

Nah man fuck this, shit sound shady as fuck
You gon' around and have us all stuck motherfucker

Quit like a hoe, and go get yo' fo'-fo' nigga
and make some dough, check this:
Nuttin plus nuttin none
Fool the motherfuckin money and run
[WC] Right on
WC
Diamond in the back, sun roof
Tank on E, niggaz low on cash,
(some R&B sample) "Straight jackin"


So now it's accordin to plan
I'm on the of the bus dressed like a senior citizen
Sittin on a bus of old motherfuckers
Wavin bibles singin, "I love Jesus!"
And now my concious is with me
I'm about to rob the entire gospel choir
And I ain't no questions
don't reply, I'm sendin em hollow point blessings
Cause I was told at on the dot
No matter the spot, to execute the
And my watch 6:59
So aww shucky ducky, quack quack yo' time
in the motherfuckin air! *pop pop pop*
This is a jack nigga, and I'm from the back
Necklaces, to bracelets
to the Rolexes, I'm all they shit, huh
I had em shakin, steady fadin, money
fillin my bag up with
Lookin out the at Coolio
out a car on the side of the bus, "Nigga c'mon!"
Yo, we gon' handle loc
I told him like Jackson, I had it under control
But really I was bein greedy too long
So peep the verse but first the chorus of song goes


Standin in the of the aisle
A rag full of papes and jewelry, to make my escape
wavin, "C'mon nigga hurry up
before swoop, and you get us all stuck!"
so now I'm on my way to the front
Bus driver, to the side or I might have to dump
He was with us on our shady operation
So he pulled the bus over with no
But that's when the kicked in
"Motherfucker take that!" *blam* I got shot in the back
up and who did I see?
This bitch-made ass bus driver slugs in Dub C
Twistin afflicted, like syphillis
Lookin at and I'm coughin up flesh
Ran to the car, "Coolio been hit" "Huh?"
"I you the shit sound like a motherfuckin twist!"

Wait, what's wrong, what the GOIN ON?!
This nigga must be trippin, we gon' have to him
[WC] here come nigga grab your gun
[Coolio] Alright, I'm have me some fun
Forty-four in the hand, nine in the left
So I put twelve in his motherfuckin chest
I know if it's yo' birthday, but bitch here's yo' gift
what you get for the twist, yea
2X
[WC] Maad nigga