Luyện nghe bài hát I Know Ya Mad

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

[Chorus - - w/ ad libs]
I know ya mad, know ya mad
know ya mad, I know ya mad
I know ya mad, I ya mad
I know ya mad, I ya mad
I know ya mad 'cause you hate I'm not doin bad
Yeah I'm feelin and I know they wanna hate
'Cause 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 know I'm chasin a (that's right), reppin my city (that's right)
Life is a gamble, I my city just 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
Stack them Barack Obamas, stuff 'em up in my
Yeah the car right behind me was way too much but I bought it (to ya mad)
know ya mad, every one of my whips is bad
Like Cam and Dash Bill O'Reilly - ya mad
How you get mad? You see me and holdin cash
You think I slept with ya and went and told ya dad
know ya mad, that's why you mad at night
All you do is gossip, so I'm the you have a life
You can't compete my fleet, so go pick a better fight
Got so many cars, I track 'em all with a satellite (hey!)
You see swangers pokin, you see my trunk is open
Versace locin, hopin that I'm gon' end up and
I really hope you jokin, what type of dope you
You text message in exclamations to 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 to meet ya
Bun the trill O.G. and not in the makin (makin)
You see this that I be takin and the broads' that I'm breakin (breakin)
We be bringin home the bacon, ain't no fakin here though (here though)
Get in 2009 without dressin like a weirdo (weirdo)
It's real off in these streets but I don't never no fear though
And still "UGK 4 Life", in case it wasn't clear bro
Funny you got nothin, nobody really cares
Like you don't even (huh), it's like you was never there (fo' real)
But as you get some bread, they lookin at you sideways
Askin 'bout a shortcut and if you got some plays
'em "naw, it's hard work" (what?), they swear you lyin
And then you got to start the case, pleadin and
Man you ain't got to explain yourself, tell 'em playa, show 'em (show 'em)
Then keep it movin G and act like you don't know 'em
what's up

[Chorus - w/ ad

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

[Verse 3 -
Middle finger up to the industry, every person I is shady
Said I ain't commercial enough, my label have 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
done got madder later, they see me and had to chase me
Trunk beatin so hard, pedestrians they balance baby
Pencil's a Desert Eagle, promise my lead is
No we ain't equal, that's right, I'm hotter desert people
a scary movie, stackin the root of evil
Come back tomorrow, my deposit gon' get a sequel
I-I-I ya mad