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I got a question fo' you hatin' ass out there, ay
Why you mad at me, ay
Oh, ass nigga, why you mad at me
ass nigga, why you mad at me

Remember late nights, earn stripes, servin' straight
Talk shit, slap box clear the day light
Might fuss, may but stay tight
Keep what the 'J' need for the hit the base pipe

If the was the ocean or the sea
You could consider me and the killa whales and great whites
Befo' a nigga tried to click it make them think
'Cause knew Cap would kill a nigga fo' blink twice

Day right, I'm recitin' my
Nigga I was there no matter what through sirens on a night
Sundays, slow Mondays, hot Friday nights
Tuesday Thursdays servin' whether or not ride tonight

On peaceful hostful evenings even violent nights
Chip on my hold a grudge 'cause you can die tonight
I you niggaz had no idea what my life was like
Befo' the bright lights and a half a mil to grab the mic

Is it 'cause I came the bottom to the top
(Why you mad at me)
Maybe 'cause I a hundred on a drop
(Why you mad at me)
Is it I kept it pimpin' and stayed down
(Why you mad at me)
Or is it 'cause I am the a
(That's why you mad at me)

Is 'cause you a and I'm a 'G'
(Why you mad at me)
Is it 'cause I got in the streets
(Why you mad at me)
Is you know yo' time runnin' out
(That's why you mad at me)
Is it 'cause you know I'm king of the
(That's why you mad at me)

Niggaz mad 'cause I got it like
Gold on my wrist on my dick, my dick
But I could a fuck about this industry
I'm a be the tip 'til the end of me

That's something you automatically if you a friend of me
Question that will other wise now you offend me
I in this game not looking for a friend or enemy
Found both now that niggaz in to me

Got little rap niggaz liking me
labels and polices want to censor me
Feds on my ass I'm in the streets
Think I still slang to lame niggaz who lie to snitch on me

It ain't my fault you can't picture me
Ridin' in a and I swear I never fathom
All the fame that a nigga can from Atlanta
Now I'm just to maintain for Atlanta

Befo' would say in Atlanta
I was Rhode Park high stayed in Atlanta
Now true enough I sold yay in
But is compared to contributions, I made to Atlanta

Is it 'cause I from the bottom to the top
(Why you mad at me)
'cause I spent a hundred on a drop
(Why you mad at me)
Is it 'cause I kept it pimpin' and down
(Why you mad at me)
Or is it I am the a town
(That's why you mad at me)

Is you a lame and I'm a 'G'
(Why you mad at me)
Is it 'cause I got in the streets
(Why you mad at me)
Is you know yo' time runnin' out
(That's why you mad at me)
Is it 'cause you know I'm of the south
(That's why you mad at me)

A pick a any reason all excuses would do
But man you lucky, I ain't buckin' like I used to do
While you was throwin' one's and two's, I was liftin' up tools and
Shoot at his shoes just to see if he

Or either at his head to check if he dead man
talk around 'cause I heard he the Fed's man
They offer him time and knowin' he scared and tell him
Give me they names or you the stretch man

Or wear a wire go what he said
And you can tell his lawyer that his clients a dead man
A rat I'm smellin', blow I ain't
Where you got impressin' ain't no tellin'

Yes, I'm a why was that in question
about all these records I'm sellin'
I'm bank born and bank head bread
And when a nigga die, I'm gone be bank dead

Is it I came from the bottom to the top
(Why you mad at me)
Maybe 'cause I a hundred on a drop
(Why you mad at me)
Is it 'cause I it pimpin' and stayed down
(Why you mad at me)
Or is it I am the a town
(That's why you mad at me)

Is you a lame and I'm a 'G'
(Why you mad at me)
Is it 'cause I got love in the
(Why you mad at me)
Is 'cause you know yo' time out
(That's why you mad at me)
Is it 'cause you know I'm king of the
(That's why you mad at me)