Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Hoo

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

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

All you niggas run and 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 they ass up like

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

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

Wino, Billy Boy, P.S. and
I don't give a about you or your crew
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
Brothers of the M.A.A.D. Circle
I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass u hoo

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

The quicker to sticker, nigga killa, bust it
Yo Coolio, what's up these punk mutha fuckas?
I don't know, don't they know, um, I gets like Illegal
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
Diggin' graves for the braves, that's a trade when I
Decapitatin' rappers and down they throats

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

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

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

Another day, another dollar, I'll be there when ya
It's the skanded ass, 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 steppin' to the Circle we'll connect dots
I always feel somebody's watchin' me
And even though you're watchin', you can't a G

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

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

Brothers of the mother M.A.A.D.
I'm down 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

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