Letras:
Mad Happy Loaded Up

hot burn in my body. Got a song that'll make ya rowdy, And I want everybody to shout it. All Loaded up. All Loaded up. All Loaded up. Loaded. More like

hot burn in my body. Got a song that'll make ya rowdy, And I want everybody to shout it. All Loaded up. All Loaded up. All Loaded up. Loaded. More like

a bit much The style, wanna keep up, I'd advise you to speed up With money movin' like coke these days, gotta re-up G up, cop some heaters and dare a

is a bit much The style, wanna keep up, I'd advise you to speed up With money movin' like coke these days, gotta re-up G up, cop some heaters and dare

to kill, that's why they keep me concealed Under car seats they sneak me in clubs Been in the hands of mad thugs They feed me when they load me with mad

Jackson Now I'm mad, real mad, Joe Jackson You should leave your boyfriend now, I'mma ask him Say you gotta put the good with the bad, happy and the

real, light it up for em. Ya Know I hope you aint to tired to cry, And I hope u know u aint never to live to die. Listen, I grew up where them people

[Pusha T:] Re-Up Gang Pusha (Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble) But you found it muthafucker Yes All I see is black roses, drug dealer poses shoveling

a vice, your head's in it ask the price For you to be released and me to be happy With all of your suffering I'm brutally crafty Coming up with the best