Lyrics:
MADINA my city
Aye yo its Mad in my city, pantang life boys see in my city
Come through shinning they will off you in my city
Ayamba boys dey it's grimy
that
Bitch up like a stall
Yo bitch on stand by like a casket call
Look at yo bitch, Look at yo bitch
She nasty woah look at yo bitch she's trashy
Look
bitch but ion film her
Every time Im mad it make me remember the shit we did
Cant put yo trust in no bitch.
U cant get mad cause we poppin now
U cant
thick
How you have everything in this world and waste it
Quince told don't worry it'll be okay, I'm so sick like Ne-Yo say
I'm laid back like Ne-Yo
thick
How you have everything in this world and waste it
Quince told don't worry it'll be okay, I'm so sick like Ne-Yo say
I'm laid back like Ne-Yo
(yo, you know what I'm sayin'?) why are you so mad?
Yo, I'ma I'ma keep it real simple for you
Yeah t-t-t-t-t-tell them niggas why you mad, son
Tell
(yo, you know what I'm sayin'?) why are you so mad?
Yo, I'ma I'ma keep it real simple for you
Yeah t-t-t-t-t-tell them niggas why you mad, son
Tell
I know why you mad cause I fuck on yo bitch and I make that hoe eat up the dick
We meet at a parking lot I give her back and you bitch cause you sit
I'm Just a mad man, man, bad man, mad man, bad man
Just a mad man, man, mad man, mad, just a mad man
Violence is my nature walking like a mad man
My
mad, me and the crew they sad
We live by code who is you Look like a hatin ass nigga boy you spooked
We making moves got you shook oh boy they mad
We
with Jay-Z if he wasn't CEO?
Would you be with F-A-be-O if he drove a Neo?
Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo?
Well why the hell you
Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo
Well why the hell you think these bitches comin' at me fo'
But since they all fall in my Palm, I take a trio, yo
You wouldn't
, yo (yo, yo)
Yo, yo (yo, yo, yo, yo)
I get apes doin' crime, stomp niggas like grapes makin' wine (yeah)
Five CDs with mad rhymes (aight)
Don't
Hahaha, uh
See, to live is to suffer
But to survive
Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get
Yeah, yea, eh
Hit them with the bag, hit them with the glad
Hit them with the yo, ayo why you mad
Hit them with the flag, hit them with the swag
Hit
Hahaha, uh
See, to live is to suffer
But to survive
Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get
with
That's why I stay faded
I don't know who changing
But I'm starting to see by the way you respond
How you getting mad cause yo nigga got on
I'm
Come her hoe, I ain’t letting go
Pull you by yo wig, drag you cross the floor
Mouth running miles bring yo ass out the door
Brought some bitches with me
Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo
Well why the hell you think these bitches comin' at me fo'
But since they all fall in my Palm, I take a trio, yo
You wouldn't
saying shit
I took mans grob
Gettin my Ps in
Left yo bro
Why did u leave him
I had my mop
So i clean him
Sweeping sweeping
When i get mad
You know i'm
, yo (yo, yo)
Yo, yo (yo, yo, yo, yo)
I get apes doin' crime, stomp niggas like grapes makin' wine (yeah)
Five CDs with mad rhymes (aight)
Don't
Yeah! Migo!
XVL!
Is you mad 'cuz we walk
Around like the secret service? (Huuh?)
We walk around wit' 'em out in public
And we do it on purpose
the rules by my game
When i hit her deep off in her guts she's calling my name
She top me off riding in the foreign in the fast lane
Swerving getting mad
submerged, by the pool of forever
(Yea, uh)
(Uh, Yea, Whoa, Yea)
Shawdy got backbone, uh
Bring that ass back home, yea
Turn around - back up
Ion need - back up
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