You Ain’t Mad Is Ya?

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Zirk] Make a move, make a move Jump like you, jump like you Jump-jump like you want some Make a move, make a move Jump like you, jump like you Jump like you want some Make a move, make a move Jump like you, jump like you Jump like you, jump like you Jump like you want some [Chorus: DJ Paul & DJ Zirk] You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? (Jump like you, jump-jump like you want some) You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? (Jump like you, jump-jump like you want some) You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? (Jump like you, jump like you Jump like you want some) You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] Niggas 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, niggas heads, they blew up Scarecrow is schemin' to take all you busters to graveyard And time for the crew cut You for, didn't know what happened once we threw a Tooter 'Cause when I got gauges, I get too buck Crucify a nigga, frontin' like you do us You do what when I roll up, you'll remember to duck And to the niggas who want trouble in the future Don't fuck with Scarecrow, 'cause Scarecrow will shoot you Fuck, yeah, dead in your motherfuckin' bladder Gunnin' down a buster, to Scarecrow, it just don't matter Spaced out in the mind, especially when we get the pure Nina milli' slizzug in your spine, raise body temperature I know, that you know I know, you can't fuck with the Infamous, bitch Slaw-ass nigga, you ain't mad is ya, trick? [Bridge: DJ Paul] Yeah, the new DJ Paul and Lord Infamous "Come With Me 2 Hell", the new Serial Killaz tape on your motherfuckin' ass Finna' take y'all deeper than six feet And I hope you ain't fucked up about it, nigga [Chorus: DJ Paul & DJ Zirk] You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? (Jump like you, jump-jump like you want some) You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? (Jump like you, jump like you Jump like you, jump like you Jump like you want some) You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? (Jump like you, jump-jump like you want some) You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, bitch? [Verse 2: DJ Paul] You ain't bulletproof, bitch (Trick) So watch the .45 Glock spizzit in your face (Face) And watch your motherfuckin' murder take place (Place) Place me a nigga in my graveyard My backyard is my graveyard, for busters that wanna be hard That ho caught our pull, with the motherfuckin' Oizzne, izzeight, sizzeven tizzool, izzit gets out for fizzool And why all these bitches' mamas and aunties comin' in my face Askin' me, why I dissed their little bitch on my mixtape? Lyin' and shit, tellin' your friends, that we used to be together, ho' When you only sucked my dick a little mo' And if I hurt your feelings, that's too bad Hahaha, you ain't mad [Chorus: DJ Paul] You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, trick? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, trick? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, trick? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, trick? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, trick? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, trick? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, trick? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, trick? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, trick? You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, trick?