Luyện nghe bài hát Taking Ova

[ 1: WC ]
that MAAD Circle, lil'-ass loc'ed out
Tick-tick-boom, to clear the room
Get em like when 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
who didn't believe us
That we was comin back out, can eat this
in ya mouth
Cause papa's got a brand new bag 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 speakers and strangle ass
Cause would I let the politics in rap
Or the contracts play me out like that
I know you stand to see a real loc'ster ride
So let it rain, let it fool, dump on ( ? )
[ ]
So all you locsters and you
Grab yo khakis and yo
that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle
Takin over radio
Nod your head to this song
You me, get your straight mob on
[ 2: WC ]
You shoulda it don't stop, this is just a taste
So party people play Xscape
And 'kick off your shoes and relax your feet'
Bump that brand new
I been spendin the of my time in the cut
my skills so one day I could bust
Off a fresh, fresh.. fresh,
The beats are fresh, fresh
Comin from the wild wild
But it's got to be
Than the nor-nor-normal styles I be dishin
Kickin, stickin, but still
Pop, pop, fizz,
It's 1995 and I'm sick of shit
And when rappers as they dangle my jock
Pickin mo' niggas up than in a box
It don't
[ ]
So all you locsters and you
Grab yo and yo locs
that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle
Takin over your
Nod your to this here song
You like me, get your mob on
year I'm takin my props
And like my nigga P it don't stop till the casket drop
Here comes the Doub, comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here 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
Here to represent, no yet, here to claim
That out MA-MA-MA-MAAD Circle gang, fool
Marks on slippin, slippin -
No a minute, dudes, wrong song
You what, I'ma just give em a touch
Of what? That funk-funk-funky
Niggas imitate, but can't flip it like this
Nah sit, Boo Boo sit, let go my
Cause I've watchin, watchin, watchin you watchin me
WC and no, my name Winnie
I got a perm muthafucka, but lyrics I got plenty
And when it comes to I'm rankin at the top
( ? ) on my beach cruiser, puttin in work, it don't
[ ]
So all you and you hoes
yo khakis and yo locs
It's nigga from Westside MAAD Circle
Takin over your
Nod head to this here song
You like me, get your mob on
You shoulda it don't stop
The Circle fakes the funk, so muthafuckas give it up
Here the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here the Doub
Here comes the Doub, comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here the Doub
Here the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here the Doub
Here the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here the Doub
Everybody, everybody, comes the Doub