saGe williams - MAD Lyrics

Yeah
(Hey, where's Rolo?)
I'm a big boss nine, nigga
Check the resume
Draco with a green beam
I might let it spray
She say I'm a player, nah
Lil' baby, I don't play
Unless it's with the racks, or with the pussy
Then I'm straight
Hold a lot of weight, nigga
Pounds, nigga, freight
My plug don't speak English
Now I'm running up the rate
Tried to run away but we just
Hit him through the gate
I call that lil' nigga Bow Weezy
From the way he tried to skate, ay
Uh, yeah
I know why these niggas mad
I done went and got a bag
Now I'm right back on they ass
SRT, I go too fast
CR-V what I just passed
Swisher leaf, it's full of gas
Jimmy Neutron, gotta blast
Ay, ay
I know why these niggas mad
I done went and got a bag
Now I'm right back on they ass
SRT, I go too fast
CR-V what I just passed
Swisher leaf, it's full of gas
Jimmy Neutron, gotta (Pew)
I remember back when I was broke
And trapping just to smoke
Now I'm CEO, my life a movie
Please, enjoy the show
My big brother certified, but me
That nigga told me no
Get your money up and show
The world the love you got for folks
I was on the clock and serving
Grams up out the spot
'Til the police started coming 'round
This shit done got too hot
Now we blowing up the spot
And we ain't barely making squat
That's when me and all my niggas
Had to come up with a plot
Ayy
Uh, yeah
I know why these niggas mad
I done went and got a bag
Now I'm right back on they ass
SRT, I go too fast
CR-V what I just passed
Swisher leaf, it's full of gas
Jimmy Neutron, gotta blast
Ay, ay
I know why these niggas mad
I done went and got a bag
Now I'm right back on they ass
SRT, I go too fast
CR-V what I just passed
Swisher leaf, it's full of gas
Jimmy Neutron, gotta (Pew)
Hell yeah boy
All that anger
All that anger gon send you into the wrong dimension
You gon' wake up in Hell
'Cause you gon' be dead from hypertension, nigga
The f*ck up outta here
Know what I'm saying, calm the f*ck down, my nigga
Relax
Relax, relax and get off our sacks
For real, I know you in a rage
Cause that bitch f*ckin' with Sage
Don't do that, bro
Don't be mad, cuz we f*ckin' your wife
In your pad
Living life real rad
Ain't going out sad
After she catch that nut, she be glad
That's a poem, a sonnet
A haiku or some shit, my nigga
Yeah, put that shit on the wall
Like that Live Love Laugh shit, my nigga
Remind your ass not to be mad
Or to remind you why you mad
When you s-e-e, m-e
In a S-R-T passing your CR-V, my nigga
Respect that shit
Know you heard us talking about it on the song
And now boom, materialized
Up close, in your face
3D, motherf*cker