Luyện nghe bài hát I Know Ya Mad

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

- Chamillionaire - w/ ad libs]
I know ya mad, know ya mad
I-I-I ya mad, I know ya mad
I know ya mad, I 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
'Cause hate to see me eatin shrimp and steak
I know ya mad
I'm a demonstrate, how to deal with all the
While I'm reppin for my and my state
know ya mad

[Verse 1 -
You know I'm chasin a milli (that's right), reppin my (that's right)
Life is a gamble, I told my city just give me them dice, gettin scrilli
Back in your city "give me that twice"
Stay gettin and I know they hate I won't give 'em a slice
Up in the mornin, got them customers
I'm a hustler-holic, me up and I'm on it
Stack them Obamas, stuff 'em up in my wallet
Yeah the car right behind me was way too much but I bought it (to ya mad)
I-I-I know ya mad, 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
I-I-I know ya mad, why you mad at night
All you do is gossip, so I'm the reason you have a
You can't compete with my fleet, so go a better fight
Got so many cars, I track 'em all with a satellite (hey!)
You see them swangers pokin, you see my is open
Versace locin, hopin that I'm gon' end up and
I really hope you jokin, what type of dope you
You text in exclamations to show emotion (ha)

[Chorus - w/ ad

2 - Bun B]
It takes a playa to a playa, so let me greet ya
Welcome to "The Land Of The Trill", I'm to meet ya
Bun Beeder the trill O.G. and not in the (makin)
You see this dough I be takin and the broads' that I'm breakin (breakin)
We be home the bacon, ain't no fakin over here though (here though)
Get mine in 2009 dressin like a weirdo (weirdo)
It's off in these streets but I don't never show no fear though
And still "UGK 4 Life", in case it wasn't clear bro
Funny when you got nothin, nobody cares
Like you even exist (huh), it's like you was never there (fo' real)
But soon as you get bread, they lookin at you sideways
Askin a shortcut and if you got some side plays
Tell 'em "naw, it's hard work" (what?), they swear you
And then you got to start the case, pleadin and
Man you ain't got to yourself, don't 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

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

[Verse 3 -
finger up to the industry, every person I pass is shady
Said I ain't commercial enough, my still have to pay me
Fakers is fallin off (yeah), realness would me
My (Wheels) is of (Fortune), yeah Vanna should congratulate me
She find out my worth and the pretty woman 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 so hard, pedestrians losin they balance baby
Pencil's a Desert Eagle, my lead is lethal
No we ain't equal, that's right, I'm than desert people
Wallet's a movie, stackin the root of evil
Come back tomorrow, my deposit gon' get a sequel
know ya mad