You Ain’t Mad Is Ya? lyrics

[Intro]
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

[Hook: DJ Paul]
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
(Jump like you, jump-jump like you want some)
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
(Jump like you, jump-jump like you want some)
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
(Jump like you, jump like you, jump like you want some)
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
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
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 n*gga, frontin' like you do us
You do what when I roll up, you'll 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' mothaf*ckin' bladder
Gunnin' down a busta, to Scarecrow, it just don't matter
Spaced out in the mind, especially when we get the pure
Nina milli' sl'izz'ug in yo' spine, raise body temperature
I know, that you know
I know, you can't f*ck with the Infamous, b*tch
Slaw-ass n*gga, 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 yo' mothaf*ckin' ass!
Finna take ya deeper than six feet
And I hope, you ain't f*cked up about it, n*gga!

[Hook: DJ Paul]
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
(Jump like you, jump-jump like you want some)
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
(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, b*tch?
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
(Jump like you, jump-jump like you want some)
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?
You ain't mad is ya, you ain't mad is ya, b*tch?

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
You ain't bulletproof, b*tch (trick)
So watch the .45 Glock sp'izz'it in yo' face (face)
And watch yo' mothaf*ckin' murder take place (place)
Place me a n*gga in my graveyard
My backyard is my graveyard, for bustas, that wanna be hard
That hoe caught our pull, with the mothaf*ckin'
O'izz'ne, i'zz'eight, s'izz'even t'izz'ool, 'izz'it gets out for f'izz'ool
And why all these b*tches' mamas and aunties comin' in my face
Askin' me, why I dissed their little b*tch on my mixtape?
Lyin' and sh*t, tellin' ya friends, that we used to be together, ho'
When you only sucked my di*k a little mo'
And if I hurt yo' feelings, that's too bad!
Hahaha, you ain't mad!?
[Hook: 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?