Luyện nghe bài hát In A Twist

You can't fade this nutty-ass cutthroat Maad Circle villain
Leanin, in the Gremlin
Sippin on Mak Duk, on my way to
to this nigga Coolio up
Two ski masks, on my a nine
Nigga on my breath, on my mind (yeah)
You god damn right motherfucker it's on
Coolio the plan?

It's a motherfuckin come up, nigga ya gun up
It's gonna be a stick-up, up on the liquor
You know that bitch I used to fuck -- named Theresa
(Yeah nigga, the big ass butt)
her brother was a client of mine
Drive turnaround trips back and forth to Vegas part time (yeah)
Well anyway I got a (uh)
And if we it off right we can come up on a stack of paper
go the plan: me, you, and him
cause the nigga the bus is down with us
Call Crazy Toones and him to give you a ride
and you off on Manchester and Broadway, at half past five
Since old people don't trust young none
you gotta be disguised a senior citizen
Don't worry about cause it's OK
I'll be chillin close all the motherfuckin way loc
And I don't see you act up
but if anybody trip you better that shit

Nah man this, this shit sound shady as fuck
You fuck around and have us all stuck motherfucker

Quit actin a hoe, and go get yo' fo'-fo' nigga
and let's make some dough, this:
Nuttin plus equal none
Fool the motherfuckin money and run
[WC] Right on
WC
Diamond in the back, sun roof
Tank on E, niggaz low on cash,
(some R&B sample) "Straight jackin"


So now it's goin accordin to
I'm on the of the bus dressed like a senior citizen
Sittin on a bus of old motherfuckers
Wavin bibles singin, "I love Jesus!"
And now my concious is fuckin me
cause I'm about to rob the gospel choir
And I ain't no questions
Whoever don't reply, I'm em hollow point blessings
Cause I was at seven on the dot
No matter the spot, to the plot
And my watch 6:59
So aww ducky, quack quack it's yo' time
Hands in the motherfuckin air! *pop pop
This is a nigga, and I'm startin from the back
Necklaces, anklets to
to the Rolexes, I'm all they shit, huh
I had em shakin, steady fadin, money
fillin my bag up bacon
Lookin out the window at
out a car on the side of the bus, "Nigga c'mon!"
Yo, we gon' this loc
I told him like Jackson, I had it under control
But I was bein greedy takin too long
So peep the verse but first the chorus of song goes


Standin in the middle of the
A rag of papes and jewelry, bout to make my escape
Coolio wavin, "C'mon hurry up
one-time swoop, and you get us all stuck!"
Aight so now I'm on my way to the
Bus driver, pull to the side or I might to dump
He was down us on our shady operation
So he the bus over with no hesitation
But when the drama kicked in
"Motherfucker take that!" *blam* Damn I got in the back
Looked up and who did I
This ass bus driver puttin slugs in Dub C
afflicted, burnin like syphillis
Lookin at death and I'm coughin up
Ran to the car, "Coolio been hit" "Huh?"
"I told you the shit sound like a twist!"

Wait, what's wrong, the FUCK GOIN ON?!
This nigga be trippin, we gon' have to kill him
[WC] Cool here come nigga grab gun
Alright, I'm gonna have me some fun
Forty-four in the right hand, nine in the
So I put twelve rounds in his chest
I don't know if yo' birthday, but bitch here's yo' gift
That's you get for the twist, yea
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[WC] Maad nigga