Wc And Maad Circle - Intro

*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`