Luyện nghe bài hát War

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

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

I got em crazy
to lock down Jay baby
Them suckas wanna pay me
Them niggaz think I'm crazy
They must do business
Or they that I can't count
Don't need a big bank
Fuck bullshit I'm out
Tryin to start my own
Muh'fucka I own
I'm on some grown shit
And I on my own, bitch
Get yo up outta my pocket
greedy muh'fuckas betta stop it
Y'all niggaz can't wit my profit
So you might as well up off it
man don't fuck around
Boy I will you down
You wanna bust it down
Now I stop bussin clown
So please don't fuck mine
And I won't to fuck wit yours
'cause when I bring them
We knockin down doors
And anything in my way
wit my pay
Y'all niggaz learn today
Don't around wit Jay
I don't see awards or plaques
Or them car tracks
Matter
That
All I is my stack

(Hook) x4

Y'all wanna fuck around wit this
Only bitch-ass niggaz down wit this
crowdin that nigga
Stop this
For you fuck my
Get a wit this
Y'all fake-ass betta recognize
I'll ya niggaz out like exercise
I'm this shit muh'fucka I my mouth
You gotta short piece I'll wash yo
Nigga I ain't
don't know bout Jay
And damn thing hold by Jay
around be D-O-A
Nigga fo' sho okay
You don't know this shit
I won't ganky trick
Y'all fuck think y'all slick
Lemme tell niggaz ain't shit
But when killas come
when all y'all fuck niggaz run
Still nigga like me boots up to
So all y'all boys will get done, huh
All y'all sucka niggaz take heed
For ya get yo ass smoked weed
I don't break I squeeze
Lemme hear ya to take from me
that's gon be ya ass
Definitely gon be ya
fuck around
Nigga wit my
yo ass want to get blast
Respect tha
Dread the
That I'ma
To ya man
Playing games wit ya
triflin
I'll take them

(Hook) x4

I'm in this game like a
Y'all niggaz
ya ass up like presents
Put my on it
While you still sittin on it
Can't on it when Jay on it
Yo don' know rowdy boys clothes
Hits way back
Tryin to top
Love to chop
to drop boes
On my
To pop
When I stop though
pose
Can't with Jay
I'm the
make big pay
Don't
I off the top
But who that drop nigga say I pop
Lemme pop real in ya ear
Pop off on all
So in tha clear
Pop bitch in the
Talk too much
Pop three lil' gids that don't fuck
Pop on a nigga 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 mine
I ain't a rap-ass bitch that spit game
In tha big
take some shit man
All suckas soft ass cookies
ever compare me to no rookies

(Hook) x4

it on ya ass
Playin on game
here on out
Shop
all that shit
Rapper-ass