Luyện nghe bài hát Taking Ova

[ 1: WC ]
that MAAD Circle, lil'-ass loc'ed out
Tick-tick-boom, here to the room
Get em like this when I drop three
Cause ain't bad like me
It's the, it's the
You wanna c-c-c-clack, what? fool, run up
Non-believers who believe us
That we was back out, y'all can eat this
in ya mouth
Cause papa's got a brand new bag to tag
With the .44 mag Color you Badd
And to you rap who said I wouldn't last
I need to out the speakers and strangle your ass
Cause never would I let the in rap
Or the shady contracts me out like that
I know you can't to see a real loc'ster ride
So let it rain, let it drip fool, on ( ? )
[ ]
So all you locsters and you
yo khakis and yo locs
It's that nigga from Westside MAAD
Takin over radio
Nod head 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 people play like Xscape
And just 'kick off your and relax your feet'
that brand new Double-U-C
I been spendin the most of my in the cut
my skills so one day I could bust
Off a fresh, fresh.. fresh,
The beats that are fresh,
Comin from the wild west
But it's got to be
Than the styles that I be dishin
Kickin, stickin, but grippin
Pop, pop, fizz,
It's 1995 and I'm sick of this
And when as they dangle from my jock
Pickin mo' niggas up jack in a box
It stop
[ ]
So all you locsters and you
yo khakis and yo locs
It's that nigga Westside MAAD Circle
Takin your radio
Nod your head to this song
You me, get your straight mob on
This year I'm my props
And like my nigga P it don't stop till the casket drop
Here comes the Doub, here the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here comes the
Here comes the Doub, here comes the
Everybody, everybody, comes the Doub
[ 3: WC ]
Quick, somebody help me out, get the gun
under the sun and it's f-f-f-fun
Here to represent, no better yet, here to
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 em a touch
Of what? funk-funk-funky stuff
imitate, but they can't flip it like this
Nah sit, Boo Boo sit, let go my
Cause I've been watchin, watchin, watchin you me
WC and no, my ain't Winnie
I ain't got a perm muthafucka, but lyrics I got
And it comes to this 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 nigga from Westside MAAD Circle
Takin your radio
Nod head to this here song
You like me, get your mob on
You shoulda known it don't
The Circle fakes the funk, so muthafuckas give it up
Here comes the Doub, here 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 comes the
comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here comes the
Everybody, everybody, here the Doub