*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"