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 up and stuff like that, loc, what's up?
Yeah, don't believe everythin' you read,

Nah, they know time 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, gon' do it like this
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 wore a suit made by Dan
Them mutha fuckas be hittin' me up
And I hit 'em right back 'cause I don't give a
So throw mutha fuckin' M in the sky

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

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

of the mother M.A.A.D. Circle
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

Nigga clear the lane, get the kids off the
the one nine nine fo' and I smell booty
Stank ass skag mutha fucka wanna
Paid by you niggas the nigga Dub' C

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

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

'Cause I'm the, rusty mac pistol
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' whack ass niggas gettin' 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 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

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
it to the hook and kick in the door

May all the be forgot
But if you're to the Circle we'll connect your dots
I feel like somebody's watchin' me
And even you're watchin', you can't stop 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, fuck it, fo' niggas in a
Wit an old ass thirty eight causin' ruckus
Yo be a fool to step to the crew
I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass you who

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 with 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
new, we're nowhere a year ago, yeah
We're not cookin' ya crew,