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King Von - Mad (Official Lyric Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Von
King Von
Vocals
Chop Squad DJ
Chop Squad DJ
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dayvon Bennett
Dayvon Bennett
Songwriter
Darrell Jackson
Darrell Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chop Squad DJ
Chop Squad DJ
Producer
Daniel Vargas
Daniel Vargas
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Robert Mendioro
Robert Mendioro
Assistant Mixing Engineer
jayme stoesser
jayme stoesser
Mixing Engineer

Letra

Banger (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) These n- mad, I started rapping then I shot straight to the top These n- mad because they not making no noise, and now I'm hot These n- mad because I f- with Top and we still on that block (we still on that block) These n- mad because I f- with Durk and these shots for my opps (and these shots for my opps) These n- mad, I started rapping then I shot straight to the top These n- mad because they not making no noise, and now I'm hot These n- mad because I f- with Top and we still on that block (we still on that block) These n- mad because I f- with Durk and these shots for my opps (and these shots for my opps) These n- out here broke and s- they stealin' coats and It's twenty bands up on that n- head, that's what you 'posed to get B- you over with, you lost that, boy, your a- a goofy (boy, your a- a goofy) Say you saw me, and you had it on you, why you didn't? (Then why you didn't?) It's safe to say (uh-huh), lil' nigga, I paved the way (I did) 16, I caught a case, my mama lost her Section 8 (damn) I was in and out, g- in the house, but you know mama straight (you know) 'Member when she found it, tried to kick me out, I was like, "Mama, wait" (damn, damn) Grandma say, "You better pray" (uh-huh), I tell her, "Every day" (I did) Then miss school and come in late (uh-huh), some nights, she won't see my face (damn, damn) I was out there wildin' (wildin'), everybody know Von a problem (they know) I ain't had no father, but that just made me go even harder Two dead in one day, boy, I'm a heavyweight Cold case, he D. O. A. mask up, gotta hide your face Uncle said "I'm done", locked up, caught another case And they ain't had no bond, couldn't pay this s- anyway These n- mad, I started rapping then I shot straight to the top These n- mad because they not making no noise, and now I'm hot These n- mad because, I f- with Top and we still on that block (we still on that block) These n- mad because I f- with Durk and these shots for my opps (and these shots for my opps) These n- mad, I started rapping then I shot straight to the top These n- mad because they not making no noise, and now I'm hot These n- mad because, I f- with Top and we still on that block (we still on that block) These n- mad because I f- with Durk and these shots for my opps (and these shots for my opps)
Writer(s): Darrel Jackson, Dayvon Bennett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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