I Know Y'all Mad

[Mike Jones]

My clique; Ice Age gansta team

Pull up in the drop with the gangsta lean

And I stay on the block where the gangsta's be

Never hang where them wanskstas be

Cause back then I used to move them dimes

On the mic I was quick to bust a rhyme,

Now I charge a fee just to

Bust that rhyme

Ice Age, Flipmode ask Busta Rhymes

I stay on the scene white cup full of lean

With a bad ass chick sitten next to me

And I didn't have to get a hold no extacy

And the bitch didn't want to have sex with me

Cause she already know I'm the boss

Blindin' by the ice on my wrist and the cross

Rollin on 4's every time I floss

AK by my waste, can't take no loss because...

Down south we be ridin' on 4's

Pimpin' them hoes slidin down that poll

Keep diamonds shinin' cause we far from broke

Keep diamonds shinin' cause we far from broke

Got Ice Age across my fist

Pull up in the lot, drop top with a bitch

Cause nigga's pissed cause I'm filthy rich

Wait till they see that I run this shit

Ice Age in the place,

Puttin diamonds in these haters face

I'm a ghetto star with house and cars

I guess that's why these haters hate

I said, Ice Age in the place,

Puttin' diamonds in these haters face

I'm a ghetto star, with house and cars

I guess that's why these haters hate

I know ya'll mad cause I roll in the Rolls

I know ya'll mad cause I be pimpin' these hoes

Pimpin these hoes, Pimpin these hoes, Pimpin these hoes

I see ya'll mad cause we be gettin' that dough

[Busta Rhymes:]

I know ya'll mad at my pricy clothes

I'm a fiesty nigga with a icy glow

I know ya'll mad cause how my chain swing low

How I get that gauva, Now I get that dough

I be fuckin' it up,

And I be cuttin' it up,

And I be drunkin em up,

And I tote two .45's

Tuckin' em up all on the side of my truck

As far as duckin' to what

Your gonna get to two hollow tips stuck in your gut

You people can't do nothing so they suckin' it up

So what you fussin' for? (what?)

And homey wait one second

Hold up a minute nigga you know I ain't checkin

I'm comin' up in this niggas

Up in the zone, you see the game like drugs, can't leave it alone

You see I'm keepin the chrome in my waist line nigga

While I sit on my throne

And I get richer bitch, nigga me and Mike Jones

Ya'll niggas got it all wrong Busta Bust in the building

If you think a nigga strong enough to fuck with us

A nigga King Kong so what, you want it nigga?

You could get it on to fuck

A little bit a snap when I get up in it (hoo)

A take a nigga trap, cause I came to get it (hot)

I might not wanna see nigga hit it (hoo)

At the ballpark, see the way I wear my fitted?

Let the bitch talk to them on phone

Get the gossip in up out a nigga, see we well known

Now Flipmode, Ice Age set the tone

From the Madison Square Garden to the Astrodome

[Mike Jones:]

I know ya'll mad cause I roll in the Rolls

I know ya'll mad cause I be pimpin' these hoes

Pimpin these hoes, Pimpin these hoes, Pimpin these hoes

I see ya'll mad cause we be gettin' that dough

[Busta Rhymes:]

I know ya'll mad at my pricy clothes

I'm a fiesty nigga with a icy glow

I know ya'll mad cause how my chain swing low

How I get that gauva, Now I get that dough