Luyện nghe bài hát War

(that right)
(Yeaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh)
JT Money, God
Bout time, spin bitch
(Niggaz on yo muh'fuckin ass, let's ride)

(Hook) x4
Heychayaya, heychayaya, (Drop them boes on 'em)
We them boes on u hoes nigga

I got em goin
Tryin to down Jay baby
Them don't wanna pay me
Them niggaz think I'm crazy
They must do shady
Or think that I can't count
Don't need a big account
Fuck that I'm out
Tryin to my own shit
I own shit
When I'm on grown shit
And I on my own, bitch
Get yo hands up outta my
Y'all greedy muh'fuckas stop it
Y'all niggaz play wit my profit
So you as well back up off it
man don't fuck around
Boy I shut you down
You wanna bust it down
Now I stop bussin clown
So please fuck with mine
And I have to fuck wit yours
'cause when I them toys
We knockin down doors
And else in my way
wit my pay
Y'all niggaz gon' today
Don't fuck wit Jay
I don't see awards or plaques
Or them car tracks
Matter
Fuck
All I want is my

(Hook) x4

Y'all don' fuck around wit this
bitch-ass niggaz ain't down wit this
Y'all that nigga
Stop houndin
For you my first
Get a wit this
Y'all niggaz betta recognize
work ya niggaz out like exercise
I'm this shit muh'fucka I my mouth
You gotta short piece I'll yo mind
Nigga I lyin
Muh'fuckas don't know Jay
And this damn thing by Jay
Fuck around be
Nigga fo' sho okay
You don't this ganky shit
Plus I won't ganky
Y'all fuck niggaz think y'all
tell y'all niggaz ain't shit
But when them come
That's all y'all fuck niggaz run
Still nigga like me up to none
So all y'all boys will get done, huh
All sucka niggaz betta take heed
For ya get yo ass smoked like
Nigga I don't break I
Lemme hear ya tryin to from me
that's gon be ya ass
Definitely gon be ya
fuck around
Nigga wit my
Unless yo ass to get blast
Respect tha
Dread the
That I'ma
To ya man
Playing games wit ya
triflin
I'll take stripes

(Hook) x4

I'm in game like a legend
niggaz peasants
Open ya ass up presents
Put my on it
While you sittin weight on it
Can't hate on it Jay on it
Yo don' know rowdy shot clothes
Hits way back
to top those
Love to chop
Quick to drop
On my
To pop
When I stop though
pose
Can't with Jay
I'm the
Gotta big pay
Don't
I off the top
But who drop nigga say I went pop
Lemme pop real in ya ear
Pop off on all
So stay in tha
Pop bitch in the
too much shit
Pop three lil' gids that don't with
Pop on a when I see ya hate
Pop a gat in his
him to Satan
Pop the
Who to die
If you it don't wanna to be you don't fuck with
I ain't a rap-ass nigga bitch that spit
In tha big
Don't take some man
All bread suckas ass cookies
ever compare me to no rookies

(Hook) x4

it on ya ass
Playin on game
here on out
Shop
Talk all that
nigga