Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Boosie Badazz
Boosie Badazz
Performer
Dj Michael Watts
Dj Michael Watts
Remixer
Lil Boosie
Lil Boosie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Allen
Jeremy Allen
Songwriter
Torence Hatch
Torence Hatch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Allen (Mouse)
J. Allen (Mouse)
Producer

Tekst Utworu

They criticize me (Huh), they talk about me bad
Let me tell you this, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
Knock, knock, I'm in this bitch, let me get some act right
Who it is at the do', bitch, this baby tracklight
They criticize me talk about me like some fuckin hoes
They fuck my name up with promos say I don't cum to shows
But you got me fucked up
So, I'm bucked up and fucked up
So, I wrote this song for bitch made ****
Still got all switchblade ****
He gon' die from diabetes, that's what they said
The way he livin' he gon' end up like his fuckin' dad
They say my attitude 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 now I'm pissed off
Ready to cut they dick off stick it up in they bitch mouth
And suck it, oh yeah, I'm thuggin', strappin' up
In the projects got me, ain't scared of nothing keep my name up
Out yo' mouth and be careful lil' ****
Or the fuckin' ambulance gon' have to help you lil' ****
Man, I'm tired of this childish shit gon' get into some rider shit
Everytime I see you I'm gon' hit you with that problem bitch
Fuck it **** bring the blues really ain't got nuthin' to loose
Keep my name up out yo mouth and **** I ain't gon' fuck with you, bitch!
They criticize me (Huh), they talk about me bad
Let me tell you this, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
They criticize me (Huh), they talk about me bad
Let me tell you this, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
My sugar up I'm heated now ready to get even now
I don't talk no shit I talk my shit where desert eagle now
I don't hold back shit yeah they stole bad bitch
Everybody holla gotta **** know that's hatch's shit
My baby mama she gotta go, she leave my son with anybody, she want be needer so bad
But she give you that face and that big ass
My teachers talk about me bad, everytime I cut they class
Now I fuck they daughters in they ass '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 donkey all the time
I heard y cousin got life plus ninety nine
How he get out 'cause he shot at all the time
Damn near had me crown they say I ratted on yo
But his own blood ratted on 'em put that in yo notes
But I kept it real with his ass, when we start makin' that cash
When it went down, he changed that's why I'm mad, **** that's why I'm mad
They criticize me (Huh), they talk about me bad
Let me tell you this, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
They criticize me (Huh), they talk about me bad
Let me tell you this, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
They killed my dog and it's hurtin' me (Oww), got me back on purpleleaf
Fuck my head up mo' 'cause I seen 'em lay down on the murder scene
Now I'm mad as a bitch sad as a bitch, ready to get in some savage shit
Gotta be cool can't be no fool gotta plan this shit and damage it
Police they nosey, they askin' how much bread I make
Askin' 'bout my watch and bracelets deep inside they playerhate
Now I'm mad at the world cursin' out everybody
Sometimes I take it out on my girl but I'm sorry
And I'm thinkin' 'bout my father and I got so much rage
And I know that he gon' rise up out that muthafuckin' grave
You ain't heard, they banned that fifty movie, get rich or die tryin'
But Sylvester Stallone, Arnold Schwarzenegger 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 gon' do about terrorism
Need to send sum nuclear bombs, 'cause one day it ain't gon cum
They hittin' 'em big cities, I'm glad, I'm from where I'm from, but I'm mad!
They criticize me (Huh), they talk about me bad
Let me tell you this, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
They criticize me (Huh), they talk about me bad
Let me tell you this, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, you done made me mad
I'm mad, I'm mad, bitch, 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, bitch, you done made me mad, ****!
Written by: T. Hatch
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