Luyện nghe bài hát In A Twist

You niggaz fade this nutty-ass cutthroat Maad Circle villain
Leanin, in the Gremlin
on Mak Duk, on my way to Compton
to pick this nigga up
Two ski masks, on my a nine
Nigga on my breath, money on my (yeah)
You god right motherfucker it's on again
Coolio the plan?

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

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

Quit actin a hoe, and go get yo' fo'-fo' nigga
and let's make some dough, this:
Nuttin plus nuttin equal
grab the motherfuckin money and run
[WC] come on
WC
Diamond in the back, sun cracked
Tank on E, niggaz low on cash,
(some R&B sample) "Straight jackin"


So now it's goin accordin to
I'm on the of the bus dressed like a senior citizen
on a bus full of old motherfuckers
Wavin they bibles singin, "I Jesus!"
And now my is fuckin with me
cause I'm to rob the entire gospel choir
And I askin no questions
Whoever reply, I'm sendin em hollow point blessings
Cause I was told at on the dot
No matter the spot, to the plot
And my read 6:59
So aww shucky ducky, quack it's yo' time
in the motherfuckin air! *pop pop pop*
This is a nigga, and I'm startin from the back
Necklaces, anklets to
to the Rolexes, I'm all they shit, huh
I had em shakin, steady fadin, breakin
fillin my bag up with
Lookin out the window at
out a car on the side of the bus, "Nigga c'mon!"
Yo, we gon' this loc
I told him like Jackson, I had it under control
But really I was bein takin too long
So peep the next verse but first the chorus of goes


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

Wait, wrong, what the FUCK GOIN ON?!
This nigga must be trippin, we have to kill him
[WC] Cool here come nigga grab gun
[Coolio] Alright, I'm gonna have me fun
in the right hand, nine in the left
So I put rounds in his motherfuckin chest
I don't know if it's yo' birthday, but here's yo' gift
That's you get for the twist, yea
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[WC] Maad Circle