Soulja Boy - Mad lyrics

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Soulja Boy - Mad lyrics

[Intro: H Da Kid] Windsor City 519 HK Man these haters always mad at me man, why they mad? Cause I'm eating? Watch me get 'em [Hook: H Da Kid] These haters mad cause I'm getting cheese You ain't my friend, b**h n***a please(2x) Nope, nope, nope, nope, hah?(2x) [Verse 1: H Da Kid] I'm riding around my city, with a bad chick like Whitney k**ing sh** like 50, nine bullets to the body and I still haven't dropped I'm balling non stop, and if you hating s** a co*k I'm busting like that Glock Nasty n***a, I'm on my own, stacking papers now I'm feeling grown, chasing after my dreams and I want the f**ing throne I'm Gone, to a better place where I paper chase, they talking sh**, but not in your face, talking sh** like they ain't real I grind hard you stand still, still waiting on my deal, cause competition I already k** and that's real So keep it straight I'm getting cake, circle small ain't no fakes, circle small cause their snakes, watch when I drop my mixtape cause the game's over k**ing these n***as and I'm never sober, shorty loves me like she loves f**ing sosa, hah? [Hook] [Verse 2: Big Sam] Do you see this?, I'm bleeding gold [?] Damn right this cold, man in the city I'm grown Bow to the notion, game turning kosher, I'm on that flow sh** Move to the motion, rap for commotion, talking back [?], live for the moment Capping choices, [?], got them bands on lock, shooters watch the spot, bands on the sh** and now I'm better Any less so don't settle deserve so we tell 'em, lead the case like a felon What's on my mind, I lay it down, pay for sound, getting paid for loud, when you come from you ain't aloud, this game arousing, can't get around it Those lines you don't cross em, got a roar like Mufasa They look for causes, but its bout the product, when you pump the shotgun, don't front to boxing, I'm walking they flocking, they shooting flames but they caught it