Luyện nghe bài hát Taking Ova

[ 1: WC ]
It's MAAD Circle, lil'-ass loc'ed out
Tick-tick-boom, to clear the room
Get em like this I drop number three
Cause ain't nobody bad me
It's the, it's the
You wanna c-c-c-clack, what? fool, run up
Non-believers who didn't us
we was comin back out, y'all can eat this
Diggidy-diggedy-dick in ya
Cause got a brand new bag here to tag
With the .44 mag that'll Color you
And to you rap critics who I wouldn't last
I need to jump out the and strangle your ass
Cause never would I let the in rap
Or the shady contracts play me out like
I know you can't stand to see a real ride
So let it rain, let it fool, dump on ( ? )
[ ]
So all you locsters and you
Grab yo khakis and yo
It's that nigga from Westside MAAD
Takin over radio
Nod your to this here song
You like me, get your mob on
[ 2: WC ]
You shoulda known it don't stop, is just a taste
So party people play like
And just 'kick off your shoes and your feet'
Bump that brand new
I been spendin the most of my in the cut
Finessin my skills so one day I bust
Off a fresh, fresh.. fresh,
The beats are fresh, fresh
Comin from the wild west
But it's got to be
the nor-nor-normal styles that I be dishin
Kickin, stickin, but still
Pop, pop, fizz,
It's 1995 and I'm sick of this
And when rappers as they dangle my jock
Pickin mo' niggas up jack in a box
It don't
[ ]
So all you and you hoes
Grab yo and yo locs
It's that nigga from MAAD Circle
Takin your radio
Nod your to this here song
You like me, get your mob on
This year I'm my props
And like my nigga P said it don't till the casket drop
Here comes the Doub, here the Doub
Everybody, everybody, comes the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here comes the
Everybody, everybody, here comes the
[ 3: WC ]
Quick, somebody me out, get the taser gun
Doub's under the sun and f-f-f-fun
to represent, no better yet, here to claim
That loc'ed out MA-MA-MA-MAAD gang, fool
keep on slippin, slippin -
No a minute, dudes, wrong song
You know what, I'ma just give em a
Of what? funk-funk-funky stuff
Niggas imitate, but they can't flip it like
Nah sit, Boo Boo sit, let go my
Cause I've been watchin, watchin, watchin you me
WC and no, my name ain't
I ain't got a perm muthafucka, but lyrics I got
And when it comes to I'm rankin at the top
( ? ) on my beach cruiser, puttin in work, it don't
[ ]
So all you locsters and you
yo khakis and yo locs
It's that nigga from Westside Circle
over your radio
Nod head to this here song
You me, get your straight mob on
You shoulda known it stop
The Circle fakes the funk, so muthafuckas give it up
Here the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the
Here comes the Doub, here the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the
Here comes the Doub, here comes the
Everybody, everybody, here comes the
comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, comes the Doub
Here the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, comes the Doub