Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Hoo

Aiyo Coolio, up with 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 everythin' you read,

Nah, they know what it is but you know for those
Who don't know, I think it's time 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 loc?

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 and I shoot they ass up like rifleman

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause I been where goin' and I know what 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' in a bucket
Wit an old ass janky eight causin' ruckus
Yo be a fool tryin' to step to the
I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass you 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 punk ass mutha
The real steel is in the heel for feel
Brand new, we're a year ago, yeah
We're not cookin' ya crew,