Testi:
Wc And The Maad Circle

the MAAD Circle so pop this cassette in your deck and make way for the new sound politic jacked from your crown leaving stains on your brain, simple and

feel me while I dip through your hood Just mobbin and squabbin cause we up to no good (No good) I got a MAAD-ass Circle full of gees Rollin treys and fo's and

rollin She said I was too ghetto, and that a brother from the ghetto Couldn't give her nothin but hard times and trouble But bein I was young and dumb And

fool Till the party got turned out, and niggas started bustin So we headed back to the hood, lookin for somethin else to do But that's when one-time jacked and pulled us over And

cocaine! Doub C's at the muthafuckin rockhouse And I'm, hopin one of y'all can help me out, see My brother's a basehead and I gotta get him Before Mr

and go get yo' fo'-fo' nigga and let's make some dough, check this: Nuttin plus nuttin equal none Fool grab the motherfuckin money and run [WC] Right

ride So let it rain, let it drip fool, dump on [?] [CHORUS] So all you locsters and you hoes Grab yo khakis and yo locs It's that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle

m blowed! Cause now I'm havin illusions, illusions of me on channel eleven on a black and white tube and Mack and the Gene are one of mine show Hangin with Sinead and

men that's in the streets, and Smokers fiendin, the drama got me thinkin How I need to play as if I was a Stylistic And stop and look and listen Take