paroles de chanson Mad At Us - Velly Vellz
Pulled
up
to
the
spot
and
ran
off
wit
his
bitch
He
mad
I
know
These
niggas
mad
my
niggas
young
and
we
rich
But
they
know
that
they
cannot
fuck
up
the
flow
Tried
to
tell
my
lil
brody
to
stop
doing
hits
They
ask
me
the
fuck
am
I
on
My
lil
bitch
must
think
I
was
born
rich
She
keep
asking
for
Christian
Dior
She
must
think
a
nigga
rich
or
sum
See
I'm
walking
round
fly
as
a
bitch
Think
I
got
a
couple
racks
I
could
spend
on
her
Never
far
from
the
stick
If
a
nigga
try
to
trip
He
gone
get
his
self
hit
uhuh
Trynna
cap
for
a
bitch
get
you
hit
uhuh
Spending
nights
in
the
trap
till
I'm
rich
uhuh
Shorty
mad
that
I
ran
off
with
his
bitch
I
know
My
niggas
rich
so
they
mad
at
us
They
throw
subs
and
invisible
jabs
at
us
But
they
know
not
to
let
it
be
known
They
don't
wanna
see
the
bad
in
us
Why
waste
ya
time
being
mad
at
us
When
you
could've
just
ran
up
a
bag
with
us
Poured
a
4 tuck
my
glizzy
I'm
good
to
go
Pulled
up
spin't
wit
his
bitch
he
upset
I
know
My
niggas
rich
so
they
mad
at
us
They
throw
subs
and
invisible
jabs
at
us
But
they
know
not
to
let
it
be
known
They
don't
wanna
see
the
bad
in
us
Why
waste
ya
time
being
mad
at
us
When
you
could've
just
ran
up
a
bag
with
us
Poured
a
4 tuck
my
glizzy
I'm
good
to
go
Pulled
up
spin't
wit
his
bitch
he
upset
I
know
When
I
was
lil
I
told
em
wait
till
I
get
older
And
now
they
all
mad
that
I'm
fucking
they
bitches
But
they
don't
want
smoke
Kuz
they
know
I
will
fold
em
My
fourty
been
feaning
to
blow
something
down
Trynna
keep
her
composure
Spin
bright
and
early
catch
them
on
a
store
run
Been
up
on
the
score
we
was
always
up
four
something
If
u
ain't
getting
no
guap
wat
you
doing
That's
why
ya
lil
bitch
wit
the
guys
blowing
doors
off
Lil
bro
said
hold
on
How
you
gone
tell
us
stop
drilling
When
you
got
some
new
hits
you
think
we
don't
know
bout
They
hate
the
way
I
be
stunting
been
getting
this
money
I
don't
mean
to
showboat
Got
shooters
that's
13
years
old
trynna
come
take
a
soul
They
ain't
nothing
to
joke
about
Pulled
up
to
the
spot
and
ran
off
wit
his
bitch
He
mad
I
know
These
niggas
mad
my
niggas
young
and
we
rich
But
they
know
that
they
cannot
fuck
up
the
flow
Tried
to
tell
my
lil
brody
to
stop
doing
hits
They
ask
me
the
fuck
am
I
on
My
lil
bitch
must
think
I
was
born
rich
She
keep
asking
for
Christian
Dior
She
must
think
a
nigga
rich
or
sum
See
I'm
walking
round
fly
as
a
bitch
Think
I
got
a
couple
racks
I
could
spend
on
her
Never
far
from
the
stick
If
a
nigga
try
to
trip
He
gone
get
his
self
hit
uhuh
Trynna
cap
for
a
bitch
get
you
hit
uhuh
Spending
nights
in
the
trap
till
I'm
rich
uhuh
Shorty
mad
that
I
ran
off
with
his
bitch
I
know
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