Luyện nghe bài hát Taking Ova

[ 1: WC ]
It's MAAD Circle, lil'-ass loc'ed out
Tick-tick-boom, to clear the room
Get em like this when I drop three
ain't nobody bad like me
It's the, the rizzapper
You c-c-c-clack, what? Yeah fool, run up
Non-believers who believe us
we was comin back out, y'all can eat this
Diggidy-diggedy-dick in ya
Cause papa's got a brand new bag to tag
the .44 mag that'll Color you Badd
And to you rap critics who I wouldn't last
I need to jump out the speakers and your ass
Cause would I let the politics in rap
Or the shady contracts play me out that
I know you can't stand to see a loc'ster ride
So let it rain, let it drip fool, on ( ? )
[ ]
So all you locsters and you
Grab yo and yo locs
It's that nigga Westside MAAD Circle
over your radio
Nod your head to this here
You me, get your straight mob on
[ 2: WC ]
You shoulda it don't stop, this is just a taste
So party people play like
And just 'kick off your shoes and relax your
Bump brand new Double-U-C
I been the most of my time in the cut
my skills so one day I could bust
Off a fresh, fresh.. fresh,
The that are fresh, fresh
Comin from the wild west
But it's got to be
Than the nor-nor-normal that I be dishin
Kickin, stickin, but grippin
Pop, pop, fizz,
1995 and I'm sick of this shit
And rappers as they dangle from my jock
Pickin mo' niggas up than in a box
It don't
[ ]
So all you locsters and you
Grab yo and yo locs
It's that nigga Westside MAAD Circle
over your radio
Nod your head to this here
You like me, get your mob on
This year I'm takin my
And like my nigga P said it stop till the casket drop
Here comes the Doub, here comes the
Everybody, everybody, here the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here the Doub
Everybody, everybody, comes the Doub
[ 3: WC ]
Quick, somebody me out, get the taser gun
Doub's the sun and it's f-f-f-fun
Here to represent, no better yet, to claim
loc'ed out MA-MA-MA-MAAD Circle gang, fool
Marks keep on slippin, -
No wait a minute, dudes, wrong
You know what, I'ma just em a touch
Of what? That funk-funk-funky
Niggas imitate, but can't flip it like this
Nah sit, Boo Boo sit, let go my
Cause I've been watchin, watchin, you watchin me
WC and no, my ain't Winnie
I ain't got a muthafucka, but lyrics I got plenty
And it comes to this I'm rankin at the top
( ? ) on my cruiser, puttin in work, it don't stop
[ ]
So all you and you hoes
yo khakis and yo locs
It's that nigga from Westside MAAD
over your radio
Nod your head to here song
You me, get your straight mob on
You shoulda known it stop
The Circle never fakes the funk, so give it up
comes the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here the Doub
Here the Doub, here comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, here the Doub
Here comes the Doub, comes the Doub
Everybody, everybody, comes the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here the Doub
Everybody, everybody, comes the Doub
Here comes the Doub, here the Doub
Everybody, everybody, comes the Doub