Luyện nghe bài hát War

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

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

I got em goin
to lock down Jay baby
Them suckas don't pay me
niggaz must think I'm crazy
They must do shady
Or they think I can't count
need a big bank account
Fuck that I'm out
Tryin to start my own
I own shit
When I'm on grown shit
And I stand on my own,
Get yo hands up outta my
Y'all greedy betta stop it
niggaz can't play wit my profit
So you as well back up off it
Money man don't fuck
Boy I will shut you
You don't wanna bust it
Now I gotta stop bussin
So please don't fuck mine
And I won't to fuck wit yours
'cause I bring them toys
We knockin down doors
And else in my way
wit my pay
Y'all niggaz gon' learn
Don't around wit Jay
I don't see or them plaques
Or them stanky car
fact
Fuck
All I is my stack

(Hook) x4

Y'all don' wanna around wit this
Only bitch-ass niggaz ain't wit this
Y'all that nigga
houndin this
For you my first
Get a wit this
Y'all fake-ass betta recognize
work ya niggaz out like exercise
I'm this shit muh'fucka I flex my
You short piece I'll wash yo mind
Nigga I ain't
Muh'fuckas don't know Jay
And damn thing hold by Jay
Fuck around be
Nigga that's fo' sho
You don't know ganky shit
Plus I ganky trick
Y'all fuck niggaz y'all slick
tell y'all niggaz ain't shit
But them killas come
That's when all y'all fuck run
Still nigga like me boots up to
So all fuck boys will get done, huh
All y'all sucka betta take heed
For ya get yo ass smoked like
Nigga I don't I squeeze
Lemme hear ya tryin to from me
Nigga gon be ya ass
gon be ya last
Don't fuck
wit my cash
Unless yo ass want to get
tha game
Dread the
That bring
To ya man
games wit ya life
Livin
I'll them stripes

(Hook) x4

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

(Hook) x4

it on ya ass
Playin on muh'fuckas
here on out
Shop
all that shit
Rapper-ass