Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Get Out (Jadakiss And Nas Diss)

Niggaz up (bitch ass niggaz)
Bitches up

Ya can't fuck wit us

Haterz up

Burn that free!!!

1]
Yo,
NASTY NAS ain't ridin' on the
Hell no we out on the FREEWAY, crash on the FREEWAY
Haterz for Hova to die, before he see JAY
On my way to platinum, hata who stop me?
I got the cops locked, who lock me?!
I got the lock, eye on poppy
I got poppy lock, V on
Manny is a lobby lock, NAS on his way
Pulled the out, he piss on his body
Be on my way, buckshots in his body
Piss up his lay, fuck cops park on the lobby, up his way
Ya niggaz ain't built for these
Roc-A-Fella HOLDERS, put a shell up in each SHOULDER
up my day
Nas is like, a bitch wit the to his BELLY
Been dissed like this since (2Pac)
Now in nigga,
Ya rappin' is way worse then ya actin' in
set!!!

WE MOVE OUT, we move out
YA'LL GET OUT, get put out
Wit ya thongs on, and ya clothes
It's a mans world, sing ho'z
WE MOVE OUT, we out there
YA'LL GET OUT, get put out
Wit ya on, and ya girl clothes

2]
By the way,
I came from the and I'm bringin' the block wit me
And I by myself, but I'm bringin' ya bitch wit me
Pop wit me, extra clip wit me, 50 wit me
niggaz wanna get at me, haterz hop wit me
Fuck it I'll treat ya PAC and diss ya all
Still 7 mill?
Free Alswald drop you from the and hit ya car
Or O.J. Free, you up then get OFF
You won't play me, ya Cadi top elvolve
When from the ROC rip off
be like the movie, hit you then hit ya barbor
Freeway play wit ozzies extra
all ya groupies,
I'm the talk around town in the hooptie, fuck a martin
And where ever you stop, my glocks are New York lots
make you pay for parkin'
Now I'm upset!!!

WE MOVE OUT, we move out
YA'LL GET OUT, get put out
Wit ya thongs on, and ya girl
It's a mans world, sing ho'z
WE MOVE OUT, we out there
YA'LL GET OUT, get put out
Wit ya on, and ya girl clothes
I ain't you (Talkin' to Jadakiss)

3]
I'm on my way to YONKERS to see this (Jadakiss)
He talkin' shit on his like he got clips
I'ma see he at when he see this 5th
I DON'T WHAT HE BEEN TOLD
But FREE kill any and everybody that's dissin'
And I'm hittin' either got ICE OR DOE
that's money in chains, change and jewelry foreign exchange
And JUST BECAUSE, my hands foreign ya chains leavin'
And don't me a reason because IF YOU DO
you won't be leavin'
Toni Braxton style, be breathin'
(uhh) Niggaz hate on the kid
So I S-K, half of they face off up they looks
Was pull tape off,
All them dayz you thought I was stuck in the grill
I had my nigga wit me, plan on my
wit me hand on my nine, I take 'em wit me
Kris ingo's wit me, trigga wit me
Here come the pain, go tell ya mom his hit me
I kris kross ingo's wit him,
Unbless beef is a RHYME, so I dead that a FINE
in the hood where the bread at (Coke)
Slicin' the loaf, slice into knife to ya throat
Like it or not how we do in the county
bring the gun to ya stremph if you tangle wit MINES
Don't cop a ?? in ya phone stremph, cause I own my stremph
Nigga 19 just start carryin'
and Jenny's,
I pack gats that shoot threw ya bricks and ya lightpole
And hit you and you liposuction, nigga the rif-O sickin'
rappin' and it bout no dumpin'
This KISS got a lightbulb missin'
Clap all or somethin' clap all night glow vision
YOU NOT SHOUT (shout)
YOU NOT POUT (pout)
You better not cry the riffle dumpin'
Free come into town bout to light bitch up