Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Hoo

Aiyo Coolio, what's up with all these
Always poppin' off at the lip, talkin' about the sucka
To fuck up and like that, loc, what's up?
Yeah, believe everythin' you read, fool

Nah, they know time it is but you know 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 tell 'em who you're with loc? Right

All you niggas run and a friend, um
Bad mutha is bad again
M.A.A.D. in the house for the ninety 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 mutha fuckas be hittin' me up
And I hit 'em right 'cause I don't give a fuck
So throw mutha fuckin' M in the sky

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

Wino, Boy, P.S. and Spoon
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 down 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

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

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

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

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

ol' whack ass niggas gettin' popped for record deals
I'm broke 'cause it take no to pay the bills
But that's because I gotta kill a crew
I'm with 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
Brothers of the mother M.A.A.D.
I'm with the M.A.A.D. ass u know hoo

Another day, another dollar, be there when ya holla
It's the skanded ass, face, alleway scholar
I dip two off a ten dollar, fold 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 your dots
I always like somebody's watchin' me
And even 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, it, fuck it, fo' niggas in a bucket
Wit an old ass janky thirty eight ruckus
Yo be a fool to step to the crew
I'm down with the M.A.A.D. ass you who

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 down with the M.A.A.D. ass u hoo

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