I Would Like To Make You Angry As Hell

[Intro]
Gimme that fame
Gimme that money
Got no shame
For these dummies
Gimme that fame
Gimme that money
This is my game
Don’t act funny

[Chorus]
Gimme that fame, gimme that money
I got no shame for these dummies
Out of my way, you ain't my buddy
You sure as hell ain't gonna get lucky
Gimme that fame, gimme that money
This is my game, don't act funny
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy

[Verse 1]
It's payback, for shit you pulled way back
Playback, to when I got played max
Say that just to keep the pain, painless
Now my middle finger's up in the air, I raise that
Shit's changing like a fucking rude awaken
No more playing, no more undertaking
Can you hear the articulation?
Are these words getting through to you, inside of your head, man?
Fee-fi-fo-fum, dum-diddy-dum
How many dumb motherfuckers wanna get some?
You can't take this from under my thumb
This rap game ain't leaving till I'm outdone
Run, run, you don't want none, punk
Jump, jump when I'm right out front
Don't pop that trunk, boy, here I come, duck
Better check yourself, 'fore you come up here choked
It's one for the haters all across the globe
Two for the labels trying to stop the show
Three for the homies trying to take the throne
Get ready, set, let's go!

[Chorus]
Gimme that fame, gimme that money
I got no shame for these dummies
Out of my way, you ain't my buddy
You sure as hell ain't gonna get lucky
Gimme that fame, gimme that money
This is my game, don't act funny
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy

[Verse 2]
Oh no, look who's 'bout to go loco
No more being scared of these bozos
Told you that I'm all about mo' dough
Popos even bump my shit, so don't
Go broke, give a fuck about your hoe
Show no fear just so you don't know
Row, row, row your boat, don't go so
I'm so close to, swear, ask Dojos
Born and raised, right in SoCal
With some crazy ass motherfucking nobles
Get up off my fucking shoulders
I'm spitting that shit, ain't nobody go home, man
Folgers in the morning, with all my soldiers
I ain't even got to, I told ya'
You can't say "hold up"
Bring all the faggot ass foes on
It's one for the haters all across the globe
Two for the labels trying to stop the show
Three for the homies trying to take the throne
Get ready, set, let's go

[Chorus]
Gimme that fame, gimme that money
I got no shame for these dummies
Out of my way, you ain't my buddy
You sure as hell ain't gonna get lucky
Gimme that fame, gimme that money
This is my game, don't act funny
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy

[Chorus]
Watch me while they all say "OMG!"
In the back, fist-bumping that MP3
I'm not a criminal, I'm just the one behind the scene
Arrested just for flowing on the beat
Look what these people made me out to be
They don't know what it's like to be me
Go get them, dawg, let them know it's over, G
Oh-wee, money over everything
Oh, damn you almost got me there, that was a close one
I know you want me but you can't me get, bitch ass faggot

[Chorus]
Gimme that fame, gimme that money
I got no shame for these dummies
Out of my way, you ain't my buddy
You sure as hell ain't gonna get lucky
Gimme that fame, gimme that money
This is my game, don't act funny
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy

[Outro]
Gimme that fame!
Gimme that money!
Got no shame!
For these dummies!
Gimme that fame, gimme that money
This is my game, don't act funny
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy
Fucking bitch, you're my little bitch
Little fucking doggy
I got you on the fucking leash, you little bitch
Yeah, nah-nah, it's not over yet, bitch