W.C. - INTRO lyrics

rate me

*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"