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 on the FREEWAY
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 stop me?
I got the cops locked, who lock me?!
I got the block lock, eye on
I got lock, V on manny
is poppy a lobby lock, NAS on his way
Pulled the shotty out, he on his body
Be on my way, buckshots stuck in his
Piss up his lay, fuck cops park on the lobby, up his way
Ya niggaz built for these SOLDIERZ
heat 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 MAKAVELLI (2Pac)
Now in nigga,
Ya rappin' is way worse ya actin' in BELLY
set!!!

WE MOVE OUT, we out there
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 move out
YA'LL GET OUT, get put out
Wit ya thongs on, and ya girl

2]
By the way,
I came from the block and I'm 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 treat ya like PAC and diss ya all
sell 7 mill?
Free Alswald drop you the buildin' and hit ya car
Or O.J. Free, you up then get OFF
You won't play me, ya Cadi top elvolve
shots from the ROC rip off
Won't be the movie, hit you then hit ya barbor
play wit ozzies extra cartalege
all ya groupies,
I'm the talk around town in the hooptie, fuck a martin
And where ever you stop, my glocks are like New lots
Muthafucka you pay for parkin'
Now I'm upset!!!

WE OUT, we move out there
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 move out
YA'LL GET OUT, get put out
Wit ya thongs on, and ya girl
I ain't you (Talkin' to Jadakiss)

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