Intro Lyrics - W.c.

*helicopter flies overhead* 

[cop] One of twenty, I'm behind the vehicle 

And there goes the suspect, he saw us now 

*police siren* 

*chopper still flying around* 

*chains rustling* 

Coolio, c'mon man, hurry up! 

*chopper makes another pass* 

*somebody whistles* 

*chains rustling* 

*siren stops* 

[cop] Back here 

Police officer, come on out or I'ma send in the dog 

Police officer, come on out or I'ma send in the dog 

*whispered "fuck em"* 

Front em, front em!! 

[WC] 

Yeahhhh, beeaaaa!! 

Back up in the mutha-fucka 

Crawlin up the letter to skanless 

Givin it up, straight holdin my nuts 

Dub-C nigga, still chanky as fuck 

Fresh out, so fuck the world nigga 

This is MAAD Circle to the fullest, everybody killa 

Takin it back to the days of drum loops 

And lyrical skills, before niggaz got record deals 

The dope game, when beats was the product 

And only those with mic control made a profit 

Before the shady ass contracts and restrictions 

When niggaz true to this ruled the underground connection 

Back to the days of hardcore 

So lock your doors, here comes the MAAD Circle 

"You know, we do whatever we do to survive"