Makin 'Em Mad
Stevie Johnson
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(Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad *View! (Car drives by)* Jacc Spade: View, let me tell you bro. Man these is gonna be the anthems for the summer bro. Dr. View: You think so? Jacc Spade: Man, don’t be scared to stick yo chest out, bro they gonna hate regardless, my nigga. Dr. View: aight, aight, aight.... Jacc Spade: Man, you out here making niggas mad. Dr. View: F*ck them niggas. Jacobi Ryan We makin em mad, we makin em mad, we making em mad aye **Making em mad** How I was raised go do ya thang go get a bag look **go get a bag*** We got nothing in common cuz I ain’t the one to be following fads I ain’t copping a jag Til it’s sumn I got for my dad & I Got my mama every bag Bought they house I swear that’s where it’s at I ain’t gotta say it haters know what up ...know they hate to hear the facts **look** Everything written real That shit crazy play it back If I said that then i meant that ** Know u can’t take it back ** Nah Pulling up in all black ***black*** Niggas talkin all cap ***cap*** Say she mad I’m like why? ***why*** Ah a nigga Forgot to call back Weapons form but don’t prosper From these hoe niggas to these officers F*ck the cost of its profit Team full of bosses we partners, we making em mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that We making em mad, we making em mad, we makin em mad aye ***making em mad*** They look at me crazy cuz I done came far from where niggas was at **where we was at** But i don’t be trippin I’m chillin just grateful i got what i have **just grateful** I wanna put on my homies so I gotta keep all the rights to that **gimme that shit*** I just Follow my purpose then suddenly I’m on my way to the bag ***way to the bag*** Know they be hating I hear what they saying it’s making me laugh ***making me laugh** Her confidence *crazy* she doing Her thang I keep sayin she bad ***sayin she bad** Real, educated w class ***damn** F*ck round & make me a dad Backwoods burning like it’s a Forest fire Sinners preaching issa church choir Just wanna get the truth & get More inspired & build w the fam so we can all retire If he talk a lot then u know he lyin Less is more & we do the most They say the artist can’t do business F*ck that tho we doing both Niggas ain’t afraid of going broke I just know that I ain’t going back I feel like my city only hope From on my back I put it on the map Decisions guided by the purpose All the OGs told us that Right in front of y’all face How the hell u ain’t notice that We making em mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Makin em, Makin em, Makin em, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad (Oooh Baby) Look at that, look at that, look at that, Makin em Mad *Phone rings* Keeng Cut: Hello? 1 Of OD: Hey, where you at? Keeng Cut: Man I’m over here at Andy’s 1 Of OD: I’m finna come over there, I’m at the chicken shack. It’s way too much going on man Keeng Cut: What’s going on over there? 1 Of OD: Sho’ lot of bullshit. I tell you when I get over there Keeng Cut: Alright, shit pull up I’m in front 1 Of OD: Alright bet, here I come Keeng Cut: Alright 1 Of OD: Ohh Shit! *Drive by shooting* Keeng Cut: D, D, what the f*ck going on? *1 Of OD’s heart stops beating*
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Written by: JACOBI ISHAM, STEVIE JOHNSON
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