Luyện nghe bài hát I Know Ya Mad

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

[Chorus - Chamillionaire - w/ ad
I know ya mad, know ya mad
I-I-I know ya mad, I 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 and I know they wanna hate
'Cause they hate to see me eatin shrimp and
I know 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 milli (that's right), my city (that's right)
Life is a gamble, I told my city just me them dice, been gettin scrilli
Back in your like "give me that twice"
Stay cake and I know they hate I won't give 'em a slice
Up in the mornin, got customers callin
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 told 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 you have a life
You can't compete with my fleet, so go a better fight
Got so many cars, I couldn't 'em all with a satellite (hey!)
You see swangers pokin, you see my trunk is open
Versace locin, hopin that I'm end up broke and
I really hope you jokin, type of dope you smokin
You text message in exclamations to show (ha)

- w/ ad libs]

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

- w/ ad libs]

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

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