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

Niggaz up (bitch ass niggaz)
Bitches up

Ya niggaz can't wit us

Haterz up

Burn nigga free!!!

1]
Yo,
NASTY NAS ain't on the FREEWAY
Hell no we out on the FREEWAY, crash on the FREEWAY
waitin' for Hova to die, before he see JAY
On my way to platinum, hata who gonna me?
I got the locked, who gone lock me?!
I got the lock, eye on poppy
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 in his body
Piss up his lay, fuck cops on the lobby, chill 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 out there
GET OUT, get put out there
Wit ya thongs on, and ya clothes
It's a mans world, sing along
WE MOVE OUT, we move out
GET OUT, get put out there
Wit ya on, and ya girl clothes

2]
By the way,
I came from the block and I'm the block wit me
And I came by myself, but I'm bringin' ya wit me
Pop wit me, clip wit me, 50 shots wit me
niggaz wanna get at me, haterz hop wit me
Fuck it I'll treat ya like PAC and ya all
sell 7 mill?
Free Alswald drop you the buildin' and hit ya car
Or O.J. Free, stab you up get OFF
You won't me, ya Cadi truck top elvolve
When from the ROC rip off
Won't be like the movie, hit you hit ya barbor
Freeway wit ozzies extra cartalege
all ya groupies,
I'm the talk around in the hooptie, fuck a astro martin
And where ever you stop, my are like 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 on, and ya girl clothes
It's a world, sing along ho'z
WE MOVE OUT, we out there
GET OUT, get put out there
Wit ya thongs on, and ya girl
I forget you (Talkin' to Jadakiss)

3]
I'm on my way to to see this prick (Jadakiss)
He talkin' shit on his records he got clips
see where he at when he see this 5th
I DON'T KNOW HE BEEN TOLD
But FREE gone any and everybody that's dissin'
And everybody I'm hittin' got ICE OR DOE
that's money in chains, change and jewelry foreign exchange
And that's JUST BECAUSE, my hands ya chains leavin'
And give me a reason because IF YOU DO
Then you be leavin'
Toni Braxton style, be breathin'
(uhh) Niggaz wanna on the kid
So I S-K, half of they face off fuck up looks
Was brick tape off,
All them that 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 ya mom his nigga 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 dimes knife to ya throat
it or not that's 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, cause I own my
Nigga 19 start carryin' nines
and Jenny's,
I pack gats that threw ya bricks and ya lightpole fixurin'
And hit you and give you liposuction, nigga the rif-O
Niggas rappin' and it no dumpin'
nigga KISS got a lightbulb missin'
Clap all brain or somethin' clap all night vision
YOU BETTER NOT (shout)
YOU NOT POUT (pout)
You not cry when the riffle dumpin'
Free come into town bout to light that up