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You Ain't Mad Is Ya

by Lord Infamous

[Samples]
Make a move, make a move
Jump like you - jump like you - jump like you want some

[DJ Paul]
You ain't mad is ya?
You ain't mad is ya, b*tch?

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
n*ggas that try to cross us, those the ones we shoot up
Blowin' the suckers guts out with the nina Luger or the Ruger
Ammo threw up n*ggas heads they blew up
Scarecrow is schemin' to take all you bustas to graveyard
Time for the crew cut
You for didn't know what happen once we threw the Tooter
'Cause when I got gauges I get too buck
Crucify a n*gga frontin' like you do us
You do what when I roll up yo remember to duck
And to the n*ggas who want trouble in the future
Don't f*ck with Scarecrow, cause Scarecrow will shoot ya
f*ck yeah, dead in yo motherf*ckin' bladder
Gunnin' down a busta, to Scarecrow it just don't matter
Spaced up in the mind, especially when we get the pure
Nina milli slizzug in yo spine raise body temperature
I know that you know
I know you can't f*ck with the Infamous b*tch
Slow-ass n*gga, you ain't mad is ya, trick?

[Bridge: DJ Paul talking]
Yeah the new DJ Paul and Lord Infamous "Come with me to Hell"
The new Serial Killaz tape on yo motherf*ckin' ass! Finna take ya deeper than 6 feet... And I hope you ain't f*cked up about it, n*gga!!!!!!!!

[DJ Paul]
You ain't mad is ya?
You ain't mad is ya, b*tch?

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
You ain't bulletproof, b*tch
So watch the .45 Glock sp-izz-it in yo face
And watch yo motherf*ckin' murder take place
Place me a n*gga in my graveyard
My backyard is my graveyard for bustas that wanna be hard
The hoe caught up poor with the motherf*ckin' Wesson
These HKs guarantizzle... for a fizzool
And why all these b*tches mamas and aunties comin' in my face
Askin' me why I diss their little b*tch on our mixtape?
Lyin' and sh*t to ya friends that we used to be together, ho
But you only suck my di*k in Limbo
And if I hurt yo feelings, it's too bad!
Hahaha, you ain't mad!?

[DJ Paul]
You ain't mad is ya?
You ain't mad is ya, trick?