Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Mad at All

Let me you say

I mad at all
Bought a fat jam to make you 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, bars, Peter Paul
Flave, he ain't mad at all, boyee

Poppa's got a brand new flav so
here we go, again here we go
Again we go, again here we go
I ain't mad at all, I ain't mad at all, I 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 sprouts but he had a big bite
He tried to me, he tried to get me
I turned around and I hit him with my

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

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

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 snatched her up
First was super fly but Flavor's got more style
And you can't tell your crackin' up

Let me you say
it
it

I mad at all, I ain't 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 I got to tell ya
You be a star and the man try to ya
I don't pollute so why should I a hoot
You ask why you livin'

Na, na, na, na, na, na
Why wanna keep me down?
you got Flavor workin' day and nite

Why you wanna me
Like fried ice
me nightmares
Can't never have a nice

I like bustin' loose
Bustin'
Give me a break

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

I mad at all
Yeah, yeah,

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