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

Niggaz up (bitch ass niggaz)
listen up

Ya niggaz can't 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 waitin' for to die, before he see JAY
On my way to platinum, hata who gonna me?
I got the cops locked, who gone me?!
I got the lock, eye on poppy
I got lock, V on manny
Manny is poppy a lock, NAS on his way
Pulled the out, he piss on his body
Be on my way, stuck in his body
Piss up his lay, cops park on the lobby, chill up his way
Ya ain't built for these SOLDIERZ
Roc-A-Fella HOLDERS, put a shell up in each SHOULDER
up my day
Nas is like, a bitch wit the mack to his
Been like this since MAKAVELLI (2Pac)
Now in nigga,
Ya rappin' is way worse ya actin' in BELLY
set!!!

WE MOVE OUT, we out there
GET OUT, get put out there
Wit ya thongs on, and ya clothes
It's a mans world, along ho'z
WE OUT, we move 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 wit me, 50 shots wit me
Cause niggaz wanna get at me, hop wit me
Fuck it I'll ya like PAC and diss ya all
Still 7 mill?
Alswald drop you from the buildin' and hit ya car
Or O.J. Free, you up then get OFF
You won't play me, ya Cadi truck top
When from the ROC rip off
be like the movie, hit you then hit ya barbor
Freeway wit ozzies extra cartalege
all ya groupies,
I'm the talk town in the hooptie, fuck a astro martin
And where you stop, my glocks are like New York lots
Muthafucka you pay for parkin'
Now I'm upset!!!

WE MOVE OUT, we out there
YA'LL GET OUT, get put out
Wit ya on, and ya girl clothes
It's a mans world, along ho'z
WE MOVE OUT, we move out
YA'LL GET OUT, get put out
Wit ya thongs on, and ya girl
I forget you (Talkin' to Jadakiss)

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