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 2X [WC] Maad Circle