Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Hoo

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

Nah, they know what time it is but you for those
Who don't know, I think it's that we step to the mic
And set the record straight, aiyo, G, gon' 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 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 shoot they ass up like

'Cause I never wore a suit by Dapper Dan
Them mutha fuckas be hittin' me up
And I hit 'em right back 'cause I give a fuck
So throw your mutha M in the sky

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

Wino, Billy Boy, P.S. and
I don't give a fuck about you or 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

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

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

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

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

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

Another day, dollar, I'll be there when ya holla
It's the ass, sticky 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 steppin' to the we'll connect your dots
I always feel like watchin' me
And though you're watchin', you can't stop a G

I been 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, fuck it, it, fo' niggas in a bucket
Wit an old ass thirty eight causin' ruckus
Yo be a tryin' to step to the crew
I'm down 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 mother M.A.A.D.
I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass u hoo

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