Luyện nghe bài hát I Know Ya Mad

[Intro - 6 Mafia - talking]
Yes sir (yes sir)
(Chamillitary mayne)
Bun B (Bun B)
It's goin down (it's down, I know ya mad)
Yes sir
Hypnotize Minds (I know ya mad, I know ya mad)

[Chorus - Chamillionaire - w/ ad
I ya mad, I-I-I know ya mad
know ya mad, I know ya mad
I ya mad, I know ya mad
I ya mad, I know ya mad
I know ya mad you hate that I'm not doin bad
Yeah I'm feelin great and I know wanna hate
they hate to see me eatin shrimp and steak
Yeah I ya mad
I'm a demonstrate, how to deal all the hate
I'm reppin for my city and my state
I-I-I ya mad

[Verse 1 -
You I'm chasin a milli (that's right), reppin my city (that's right)
Life is a gamble, I told my city give me them dice, been gettin scrilli
Back in your like "give me that twice"
gettin cake and I know they hate I won't give 'em a slice
Up in the mornin, got them callin
I'm a hustler-holic, me up and I'm on it
them Barack Obamas, stuff 'em up in my wallet
Yeah the car right me was way too much but I bought it (to make ya mad)
I-I-I know ya mad, one of my whips is bad
Cam and Dash told Bill O'Reilly - ya mad
How you get mad? You see me grindin and holdin
You I slept with ya mama and went and told ya dad
I-I-I know ya mad, that's why you mad at
All you do is gossip, so I'm the you have a life
You can't compete with my fleet, so go pick a better
Got so many cars, I couldn't track 'em all with a (hey!)
You see them swangers pokin, you see my is open
Versace locin, hopin that I'm gon' end up and
I hope you jokin, what type of dope you smokin
You text in exclamations to show emotion (ha)

- w/ ad libs]

2 - Bun B]
It a playa to know a playa, so let me greet ya
Welcome to "The Land Of The Trill", I'm happy to ya
Bun the trill O.G. and not in the makin (makin)
You see this dough I be takin and the broads' that I'm breakin (breakin)
We be bringin home the bacon, ain't no fakin over here (here though)
Get mine in 2009 without like a weirdo (weirdo)
It's real off in streets but I don't never show no fear though
And it's "UGK 4 Life", in case it wasn't clear bro
Funny you got nothin, nobody really cares
Like you don't even exist (huh), like you was never there (fo' real)
But soon as you get bread, they lookin at you sideways
Askin 'bout a shortcut and if you got some plays
Tell 'em "naw, hard work" (what?), they swear you lyin
And you got to start the case, pleadin and denyin
Man you ain't got to explain yourself, don't tell 'em playa, 'em (show 'em)
Then keep it movin G and act like you don't even 'em
That's up

[Chorus - w/ ad

- Chamillionaire - singing]
So you should love me (let's go), I'm puttin it down
I get love from ladies, they that I shine (woo!)
I be hustlin daily, I stay mine
So congratulate me (let's go) or me now

[Verse 3 -
Middle finger up to the industry, person I pass is shady
Said I ain't commercial enough, my label still to pay me
is fallin off (yeah), realness would gravitate me
My (Wheels) is of (Fortune), yeah Vanna White congratulate me
She find out my worth and the pretty gon' have to hate me
Flirted with money, did it so well, that it had to me
Police done got madder later, they see me and had to me
Trunk beatin so hard, losin they balance baby
Pencil's a Desert Eagle, promise my is lethal
No we ain't equal, that's right, I'm hotter than people
Wallet's a scary movie, stackin the of evil
Come back tomorrow, my deposit gon' get a sequel
I-I-I ya mad