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lirik lagu i’m mad – lil boosie


“i’m mad”

[chorus: x2]
they criticize me (huh)
they talk about me bad
let me tell you this b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad

they criticize me (huh)
they talk about me bad
let me tell you this b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad

[verse 1:]
knock knock i’m in this b*tch let me get some act rite. who it is at the do, b*tch this baby tracklight. they
criticize me talk about me like some f*cking hoes they f*ck my name up with promos say i don’t c*m to shows
but you got me f*cked up so i’m bucked up and f*cked up so i wrote this song for b*tch made n*gg*s still got
all switch played n*gg* he’s gonna die from diabetes that’s what they said the way he’s living he’s gonna end up like
his f*cking dad they say my att*tude rude i need some a-d-d so they put on medication told mama to pray for
me i wonder what make ’em hate on me my heart made of gold but no wim p*ssed off ready to cut they d*ck off
stick it up in they b*tch mouth and suck it, oh, yeah, i’m thuggin strapping up in the projects got me ain’t
scared of nothing keep my name up out yo mouth and be careful little n*gg* or the f*cking ambulance gonna have
to help you little n*gg* man i’m tired of this childish sh*t gonna get into some ridah sh*t everytime i see you i’m
gonna hit you with that proper b*tch
f*ck it n*gg* bring the blues really ain’t got nothing to loose keep my name up out your mouth and n*gg* i
ain’t gonna f*ck with your b*tch!

[chorus: x2]
they criticize me (huh)
they talk about me bad
let me tell you this b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad

they criticize me (huh)
they talk about me bad
let me tell you this b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad

[verse 2:]
my sugar up i’m heated now ready to get even now i don’t talk no sh*t i talk my sh*t where there’s a eagle
now i don’t hold back sh*t, yeah, they’re so bad b*tch.. everbody holla gutta n*gg* know that’s had sh*t.. my
baby mama she gotta go she leaves my son with anybody. she wants be needer so bad but she gives you that face
and that big *ss. my teachers talk about me bad everytime i cut they cl*ss now i f*ck they daughters in they
*ss ’cause they made me mad… all my friends who turned on me, they like boosie you wanna get high, i don’t burn
homie even talk about doggy all the time i heard your cousin got life plus 99 how he get out ’cause he shot at
all the time. d*mn near had me crown they say i ratted on you, but his own blood ratted on ’em put that in
your notes but i kept it real with his *ss, when we start making that cash, when it went down, he changed that’s
why i’m mad. n*gg* that’s why i’m mad.

[chorus: x2]
they criticize me (huh)
they talk about me bad
let me tell you this b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad

they criticize me (huh)
they talk about me bad
let me tell you this b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad

[verse 3:]
they killed my dog and it’s hurting me (owh) got me back on purple-e. f*ck my head up more ’cause i seen ’em lay
down on the murder scene now i’m mad as a b*tch sad as a b*tch. ready to get in some savage sh*t gotta be
cool can’t be no fool gotta plan this sh*t and damage it. police they’re nosey, they asking how much bread i
make, asking about my watch and bracelets deep inside they playerhate. now i’m mad at the world cursin’ out
everybody sumtimes i take it out on my girl but i’m sorry. and i’m thinking about my father and i got so much
rage and i know that he’s gonna rise up out that motherf*cking grave you ain’t heard. they banned that 50 movie,
get rich or die trying. but if it’s a law then arnold swartzinager and killed all the time. but he black so
it’s different, it’s a fact it’s racism. plus i’m mad with bush decision what he’s gonna do about terrorism. need
to send some nuclear bombs. ’cause one day it ain’t gonna c*m. they hitting them big cities i’m glad i’m from
where i’m from… but i’m mad!

[chorus: x2]
they criticize me (huh)
they talk about me bad
let me tell you this b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad

they criticize me (huh)
they talk about me bad
let me tell you this b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad
i’m mad i’m mad b*tch you done made me mad

i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad, i’m mad,
i’m mad, b*tch you done made me mad… n*gg*!


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