Luyện nghe bài hát In A Twist

You niggaz 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 a nine
on my breath, money on my mind (yeah)
You god damn right it's on again
Coolio what's the

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

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

Quit like a hoe, and go get yo' fo'-fo' nigga
and let's make dough, check this:
Nuttin plus nuttin none
Fool grab the money and run
Right come on
WC
Diamond in the back, sun cracked
on E, niggaz low on cash, oohh-woo
(some R&B sample) "Straight jackin"


So now it's goin accordin to
I'm on the back of the bus dressed like a citizen
on a bus full of old motherfuckers
Wavin bibles singin, "I love Jesus!"
And now my is fuckin with me
cause I'm about to rob the entire gospel
And I ain't no questions
Whoever don't reply, I'm sendin em hollow point
Cause I was told at on the dot
No the spot, to execute the plot
And my watch read
So aww shucky ducky, quack it's yo' time
Hands in the motherfuckin air! *pop pop
This is a nigga, and I'm startin from the back
Necklaces, anklets to
to the Rolexes, I'm takin all shit, huh
I had em shakin, fadin, money breakin
my bag up with bacon
Lookin out the window at
yellin out a car on the of the bus, "Nigga c'mon!"
Yo, we gon' this loc
I told him like Janet Jackson, I had it control
But I was bein greedy takin too long
So peep the next verse but the chorus of song goes


Standin in the of the aisle
A rag of papes and jewelry, bout to make my escape
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 or I might have to dump
He was down with us on our operation
So he pulled the bus with no hesitation
But that's the drama 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, burnin syphillis
Lookin at death and I'm up flesh
Ran to the car, "Coolio been hit" "Huh?"
"I told you the shit sound like a twist!"

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