Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Hoo

Aiyo Coolio, what's up with all these
Always poppin' off at the lip, talkin' the last sucka
To fuck up and stuff that, loc, what's up?
Yeah, don't believe you read, fool

Nah, know what time it is but you know for those
Who don't know, I think it's time that we to the mic
And set the straight, aiyo, G, we're gon' do it like this
Why don't you tell 'em who you're with loc? Right

All you run and tell a friend, um
Bad fuckas is bad again
M.A.A.D. Circle's in the house for the fo' and
If I tell I got a fo'ty and I shoot they ass up like rifleman

I never wore a suit made by Dapper Dan
Them punk mutha fuckas be me up
And I hit 'em back 'cause I don't give a fuck
So throw your fuckin' M in the sky

If the next to you ain't down, bust him in the eye
If you leaped up seat you met your doom
Big G could start a fight in an room
You with me, you gotta fuck with crazy tunes

Wino, Boy, P.S. and Spoon
I don't give a fuck about you or your
I'm with the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo

Brothers of the mother M.A.A.D.
I'm with the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo
of the mother M.A.A.D. Circle
I'm with the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo

Nigga clear the lane, get the kids off the
It's the one nine nine fo' and I smell
Stank ass skag fucka wanna basket
by you niggas from the nigga Dub' C

The to sticker, sucka nigga killa, bust it
Yo Coolio, what's up with these punk mutha
I don't know, don't they know, um, I gets busy like
Flow water, drop bomb shit like a seagull

A ass nigga known to sag
And like Old English, I'm mutha fuckas on they ass
graves for the braves, that's a trade when I flow
Decapitatin' and pissin' down they throats

I'm the, rusty mac pistol mackin'
And like Mike Tyson, baby, my is causin' static
And stabbin' mutha fucka you don't want static
Nineteen ninety fo' and you all done had it

These ol' whack ass niggas gettin' for record deals
I'm broke 'cause it take no skills to pay the
But that's alright because I gotta a crew
I'm down the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo

Brothers of the M.A.A.D. Circle
I'm with the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo
of the mother M.A.A.D. Circle
I'm down the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo

Another day, another dollar, I'll be there when ya
the skanded ass, sticky face, alleway scholar
I dip two sticks off a ten dollar, it
it to the hook and kick in the door

May all the be forgot
But if you're to the Circle we'll connect your dots
I always feel like watchin' me
And even though watchin', you can't stop a G

'Cause I where you're goin' and I know what you see
You might a rep but not on the C
O to the L to the I to the O
With the mutha goddamn flow

So, it, fuck it, fo' niggas in a bucket
Wit an old ass janky thirty eight ruckus
Yo be a fool to step to the crew
I'm with the M.A.A.D. ass you know who

of the mother M.A.A.D. Circle
I'm down the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo
Brothers of the M.A.A.D. Circle
I'm with the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo

Uh huh, all you punk ass mutha
The real steel is in the heel for year
Brand new, we're nowhere a ago, yeah
not cookin' ya crew, beeyotch