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U Know Hoo Lyrics

Artist Coolio

[WC] aiyo Coolio what's up with all these fools always poppin' off at the lip

talkin' about the last sucka to fuck up and stuff like that loc what's up?

[Coolio] yeah don't beleive everything you read fool [WC] nah they know what

time it is but you know for those who don't know I think it's time that we step

to the mic and set the record straight aiyo G we're gon' do it like this why

don't you tell 'em who you're down with loc [Coolio] right all you niggas run

and tell a friend, um bad mutha fuckas is bad again MAAD Circle's in the house

for the ninety fo' and if I tell I got a fo'ty four and I shoot they ass up like

rifleman 'cause I never wore a suit made by Dapper Dan them punk mutha fuckas be

hittin' me up and I hit 'em right back 'cause I don't give a fuck so throw your

mutha fucking M in the sky if the nigga next to you ain't down, bust him in the

eye if you leaped up your seat you met your doom Big G could start a fight in an

empty room you fuck with me, you gotta fuck with crazy tunes Wino, Billy Boy,

P.S. and Spoon I don't give a fuck about you or your crew (I am down with the

MAAD ass you know who) {Chorus} brothers of the mother MAAD Circle I am down

with the MAAD ass you know who [WC] nigga clear the lane, get the kids off the

street it's the one nine nine fo' and *sniffing* I smell booty stank ass skag

mutha fucka wanna basket getting paid by you niggas from the nigga Dub' C the

quicker to sticker, sucka nigga killa, bust it yo Coolio, what's up with these

punk mutha fuckas (I don't know) don't they know, um I gets busy like Illegal

flow like water drop bomb shit like a seagull a janky ass nigga known to sag and

like Old English, I am setting mutha fuckas on they ass diggin' graves for the

braves, that's a trade when I flow decapitating rappers and pissin' down they

throats cause I am the, rusty mac pistol macking and like Mike Tyson, baby, my

style is (causing static) and jabbin' stabbin' mutha fucka you don't want static

nineteen ninety fo' and you cowards all done had it these ol' whack ass niggas

getting popped for record deals I am broke 'cause it take no skills to pay the

bills but that's alright because I gotta kill a crew (I am down with the MAAD

ass you know who) {Chorus} [Coolio] another day, another dollar, I'll be there

when ya holla it's the skanded ass, sticky face, alleway scholar I dip two

sticks off a ten dollar, fold it turn it to the hook and kick in the door may

all the traytons be forgot but if you're steppin' to the Circle we'll connect

your dots I, always feel like somebody's watchin' me and, even though you're

watchin, you can't stop a G cause I been where you're goin' and I know what you

see you might build a rep, but not on the C, double O to the L to the I to the O

with the mutha fucking god damn flow so, fuck it, fuck it, fo' niggas in a

bucket wit an old ass janky thirty eight causing ruckus yo be a fool tryin' to

step to the crew (I am down with the MAAD ass you know who) {Chorus} [Coolio] un

huh all you punk ass mutha fuckas the real steel is in the heel for year feel

brand new, we're nowhere a year ago, yeah we're not cooking ya crew, beeyotch

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