Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Hoo

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

Nah, they know what time it is but you know for
Who don't know, I think time that we step to the mic
And set the record straight, aiyo, G, we're gon' do it like
Why don't you tell 'em who you're down with 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 four and I they ass up like rifleman

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

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

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

Brothers of the 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

Nigga 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 the nigga Dub' C

The quicker to sticker, nigga killa, bust it
Yo Coolio, up with these punk mutha fuckas?
I don't know, they know, um, I gets busy like Illegal
Flow like water, drop 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 when I flow
Decapitatin' rappers and down they throats

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

ol' whack ass niggas gettin' popped for record deals
I'm 'cause it take no skills to pay the bills
But that's alright I gotta kill a crew
I'm with 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 ya holla
It's the skanded ass, sticky face, alleway
I dip two off a ten dollar, fold it
Turn it to the and kick in the door

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

'Cause I been where you're 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, fuck it, it, fo' niggas in a bucket
Wit an old ass janky thirty causin' ruckus
Yo be a fool to step to the crew
I'm down the M.A.A.D. ass you know 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 with the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo

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