Luyện nghe bài hát War

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

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

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

(Hook) x4

Y'all don' wanna fuck around wit
Only niggaz ain't down wit this
Y'all crowdin that
houndin this
For you fuck my
Get a wit this
Y'all niggaz betta recognize
I'll work ya out like exercise
I'm this shit muh'fucka I flex my
You gotta piece I'll wash yo mind
Nigga I lyin
Muh'fuckas don't know Jay
And this damn hold by Jay
Fuck around be
Nigga fo' sho okay
You don't know this shit
Plus I won't trick
Y'all niggaz think y'all slick
Lemme y'all niggaz ain't shit
But when them 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 niggaz take heed
For ya get yo ass smoked weed
Nigga I don't I squeeze
Lemme hear ya to take from me
that's gon be ya ass
Definitely gon be ya
Don't fuck
Nigga wit my
Unless yo ass to get blast
tha game
Dread the
That I'ma
To ya man
games wit ya life
Livin
I'll them 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 on it when Jay on it
Yo don' know boys 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
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 stay in tha
Pop bitch in the
Talk too much
Pop three lil' gids that don't fuck
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 that spit game
In tha big
Don't take shit man
All suckas soft ass cookies
Don't compare me to no rookies

(Hook) x4

it on ya ass
Playin on game
From on out
clothes
Talk all shit
nigga