Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Mad at All

Let me you say

I mad at all
a fat jam to make you flip the script
Don't to sleep and misbehave
what I'm saying

I'm all makin' some fat louies
So I can buy my
Motorcycles, candy bars, Peter
Flavor Flave, he ain't mad at all,

Poppa's got a brand new so once
Again we go, again here we go
here we go, again here we go
I mad at all, I ain't mad at all, I ain't mad at all

you know
What you know that boy?

Noodles, neon on a fifth chillin' with a toy
chillin' thought he had a pit bull
Eating Brussels sprouts but he had a big
He to bite me, he tried to get me
I turned and I hit him with my bike

They picked me up put me in a
The bottom out and my ass start draggin'

Who put the on Flava
Why you gonna go and do
He's the mack
He's the Flavor

I mad at all
I mad at all

Yo out my honey hoe's
that shit gee

There's a Flavor Flav so your girlie
Before she sneak out early
'Cause on the di Flavor her up
First there was super fly but Flavor's got style
And you can't because your crackin' up

Let me you say
it
it

I ain't mad at all, I mad at all
I mad at all, I ain't mad at all
I ain't mad at all, I mad at all

I got the feeling I got to ya
You be a and the man try to jail ya
I pollute so why should I give a hoot
You ask why you livin'

Na, na, na, na, na, na
Why they wanna me down?
'Cause you got Flavor workin' day and

Why you play me
Like fried ice
me nightmares
Can't have a nice dream

I feel bustin' loose
loose
Give me a break

You can try to cop my
But Flavor got too much on file , boyee
I don't wanna go but I stay here no more

I mad at all
Yeah, yeah,

You flatlinin', you flatlinin' you know I'm sayin'
Who put the