Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Hoo

Aiyo Coolio, up with all these fools?
Always off at the lip, talkin' about the last sucka
To fuck up and stuff like that, loc, up?
Yeah, don't believe everythin' you read,

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

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

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

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

Wino, Billy Boy, P.S. and
I don't 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 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

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

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

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

'Cause I'm the, mac pistol mackin'
And like 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 gettin' popped for record deals
I'm 'cause it take no skills to pay the bills
But alright because I gotta kill a crew
I'm down 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
Brothers of the M.A.A.D. Circle
I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass u hoo

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

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

'Cause I where 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 mutha goddamn flow

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

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

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