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I got the mad (3x)
You I got the mad wunz
I got the mad (3x)
You I got the mad wunz

Chorus: lord

That's right y'all, your hands y'all
cheeba y'all, to the beat y'all
That's right y'all, clap your y'all
cheeba y'all, to the beat y'all

Verse ase

Bust it, straight out the plaque like a from a stack
It's the ase honey better chill and catch a smack
To the left check (uhh) if you freak watch your mouth
I'm gettin play all the way down south
And I got the dope, new, off...
...beat style, and you got beef well stew
You hold the and I'll do the pourin
are abundant like shells on the shore and
Three little made a song out of sand
The big bad blow them rhymes down man
'cause yo I'm not a sailor and my is not barnacle bill
But I run like a carnival
Don't try to or you'll fall like september
Still got a just add another member
Lord d d stand for digga
Rollin' wit masta ase is my nigga]
Punks better down and check the speed limit
Get too light and i'ma dim it
So yo the flex and turn in your text
To four, and let me break down the law
I away from sluts got respect for my dick
And st. ides'll probably kill my ass just as
the style and, rhymes in a pill and
How brothers do I know on rikers island?
One two three four five I'm losing
But no matter the sum it's too big of an amount

I got the mad
it]

Verse

You fresh but I'm fresher
Yessir get torn and, worn in, contents under pressure
I got magic in my johnson like
Try to me ashe you'll get rubbed like lotion
Must to blow trouble with the c-cypher power
In cali they call em one they be gafflin every hour
means they be knockin, goodfellas say a pinch
The skins are too tight, doll I got the wrench
I the lowriders with the daytons nice and shiny
If you in the west you got the you get the heiny
On the other uptown at the apollo
Chromed out with no tints and hammers em follow
But I never get, I say I never get too up
Because I know easy come go
Nuff respect to the women with the job
Not trying to them, a man to pay the bills
Cause I'm not the one to piggyback
So take the crack your legs and find another attack
And that, mentality alone
Keeps me a healthy happy home, the mad

2x

I got the mad
You I got the mad wunz
I got the mad
it

Verse

Bloodifier, I'm higher, kid you retire
I'm hot like in the dryer
I got skills that you comprehend
I got that never come to an end
Yeah, I rock like grandmother's chair, it's rare
Peace to writers everywhere
Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the
If I em to my posse, they'd probably drink em all
But I don't want a murder, and I never heard of
Wack ass, so save the flack for
And on the midnight train the midnight to georgia
Because I ya [just kick it]
You probably didn't know but I inflict a lot of
Don't or you'll be having nightmares like dana dane
I don't to be precocious but uhh
I'm on mc's with my boots like roaches
Hey mate, the playmate of the not the one
I pursue, though on low she would get done
I got the wunz that are crazy mad
The bass'll make you sick and your ears go bad
So come and get it, and get it one time
Before I have to say another on the mad wunz

I got the mad
You know I got the mad
I got the mad
And I'm casper...