Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Hoo

Aiyo Coolio, what's up with all fools?
Always poppin' off at the lip, talkin' the last sucka
To fuck up and stuff like that, loc, up?
Yeah, believe everythin' you read, fool

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

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

'Cause I wore a suit made by Dapper Dan
Them punk mutha be hittin' me up
And I hit 'em right back 'cause I don't a fuck
So throw mutha fuckin' M in the sky

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

Wino, Billy Boy, P.S. and
I give a fuck about you or your crew
I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass u hoo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So, it, fuck it, fo' niggas in a bucket
Wit an old ass janky thirty eight ruckus
Yo be a fool tryin' to 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 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

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