Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Mad at All

Let me you say

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

I'm all about makin' fat louies
So I can buy my
Motorcycles, candy bars, Paul
Flave, he ain't mad at all, boyee

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

What you
What you know 'bout boy?

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

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

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

I mad at all
I mad at all

Yo check out my honey
that shit gee

There's a Flavor Flav so your girlie
she wanna sneak out early
'Cause on the di snatched her up
there was super fly but Flavor's got more style
And you tell because your crackin' up

Let me you say
it
it

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

I got the I got to tell 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 keep me down?
'Cause you got workin' day and nite

Why you play me
fried ice cream
Give me
Can't have a nice dream

I like bustin' loose
Bustin'
me a break y'all

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

I mad at all
Yeah, yeah,

You flatlinin', you flatlinin' you know I'm sayin'
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