WC - U Know Hoo lyrics

[WC] Aiyo Coolio, what's up with all these fools always poppin' off at the lip Talkin' about the last s**a to f** 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 n***as run and tell a friend, um Bad mutha f**as 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 a** up like rifleman Cause I never wore a suit made by Dapper Dan Them punk mutha f**as be hittin' me up And I hit 'em right back cause I don't give a f** So throw your mutha f**ing M in the sky If the n***a 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 f** with me, you gotta f** with crazy tunes Wino, Billy Boy, P.S. and Spoon I don't give a f** about you or your crew (I'm down with the MAAD a** you know who) {Chorus} Brothers of the mother MAAD Circle I'm down with the MAAD a** you know who [WC] n***a clear the lane, get the kids off the street It's the one nine nine fo' and *sniffing* I smell booty Stank a** skag mutha f**a wanna basket Getting paid by you n***as from the n***a Dub' C The quicker to sticker, s**a n***a k**a, bust it Yo Coolio, what's up with these punk mutha f**as (I don't know) Don't they know, um I gets busy like Illegal Flow like water Drop bomb sh** like a seagull A janky a** n***a known to sag And like Old English, I'm setting mutha f**as on they a** Diggin' graves for the braves, that's a trade when I flow Decapitating rappers and pissin' down they throats Cause I'm the, rusty mac pistol macking And like Mike Tyson, baby, my style is (causing static) And jabbin' stabbin' mutha f**a you don't want static Nineteen ninety fo' and you cowards all done had it These ol' whack a** n***as getting popped for record deals I'm broke cause it take no sk**s to pay the bills But that's alright because I gotta k** a crew (I'm down with the MAAD a** you know who) {Chorus} [Coolio] Another day, another dollar, I'll be there when ya holla It's the skanded a**, 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 f**ing god damn flow So, f** it, f** it, fo' n***as in a bucket Wit an old a** janky thirty eight causing ruckus Yo be a fool tryin' to step to the crew (I'm down with the MAAD a** you know who) {Chorus} [Coolio] Un huh All you punk a** mutha f**as 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