Lyrics:
Mess around with the gang, watch it click-click bang
The man'na go wi-wi-wild
I don't need a gang, I was all free man
Nigga, I don't need
barred)
Top two, now go to Twitter if you really wanna argue (bitch argue)
These bitches dead, let me grab my charger (let me grab that)
Had niggas mad
by my woman, we're gonna come back ahead
Well I'm so mad this morning, I don't know which way the wind will go
You know I'm so mad this morning,
the hassle jealous thugs I suppose squeeze
Turn that ass to Swiss cheese leave permanent holes
And to them hoes you know how it go no dough
'Cause they
Whoaaaaaa
Say Mama don't you look that way
Cause I know what you going to say
Well a Mama don't get mad
Your going to say go ask your Dad
Whoaaaaaa
You're an asshole but I love you
And you make me so mad, I ask myself
Why I'm still here, or where could I go
You're the only love I've ever known
But
you know that I invented that
And I'm onto the next, that's unless you bring a friend who with it
Oh, I'm sorry, oh, you mad that I came to the party?
you know that I invented that
And I'm onto the next, that's unless you bring a friend who with it
Oh, I'm sorry, oh, you mad that I came to the party?
to say
You mother is staying
But I'm going away
No, we're not mad, kids
It's hard to say why
Your mother and I
Don't see eye to eye
Say your
a you a di best without doubt
Go an tell di world say Buju be run di rota
What I'm talking it is not word a mout
Gyal to how look good yuh mek me haffi
niggas on the spot
Chorus
Verse 2: Master P
How do hatin get started?
It started by the jealous people
and they get mad over the things you
'em know your next move
Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence and violence?
Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
I done squeezed mad clips at these
to say
You mother is staying
But I'm going away
No, we're not mad, kids
It's hard to say why
Your mother and I
Don't see eye to eye
Say your
'bout
You ain't familiar wit' the D
Don't go that route just keep ya hand on ya
Toolie if ya walkin' 'bout
It's all live now
And for the greatest amount
a bigger rep
The trigger finger strapped
I wanna see another nigga step
I play the cards
Lost by your dingy Mista Gilligan
The mighty mad writer's
'em know your next move
Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence and violence?
Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
I done squeezed mad clips at these
blood, money runs the show
Fuck how they feel about it, seen the waves come and go
But watch yo step with this warm and critic sounding whore
They'd
me who's the bravest mother fucker off all
Everywhere I go everybody know that its around and around me
Everywhere I go everybody know that its
I dey want ah ah
When you dey make I dey mad o
Girl I dey love you o
Girl say I take you to Tokyo
Girl I go take you to China
Girl I go take you see
Yeah let's go crazy! Yeah let's go crazy!
Yeah let's go crazy!
Stop fire up in this bitch go crazy!
Yeah let's go crazy! Yeah let's go crazy!
Yeah
kick it on the here and there
The really head to tough but the love is there
My pops died on July 3rd, '98
So now a nigga need mad herb
'cause my pops is
smooth so I'll deal with the facts now
Ooh, can't figure it out
Ooh, here comes my doubt
I'm a beast in the night, yeah, I go there
And I'll say
Answer me how it feels within
No way to know what matters
醒めない悪夢に唇噛む (need to let go!)
You say I'm mad all around
I say I'm not, you're the one
(Spragga)
Yeah the trilogy
Who Killa P, let's get it
Spragga Benz
Harry shotta
Crazily insane
Mad
We turning up even higher
The fire we keep it
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