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

Niggaz up (bitch ass niggaz)
listen up

Ya can't fuck wit us

Haterz up

Burn that free!!!

1]
Yo,
NASTY NAS ain't on the FREEWAY
Hell no we bang out on the FREEWAY, 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 gone me?!
I got the block lock, eye on
I got lock, V on manny
Manny is a lobby lock, NAS on his way
Pulled the shotty out, he on his body
Be on my way, buckshots in his body
up his lay, fuck cops park on the lobby, chill up his way
Ya niggaz built for these SOLDIERZ
Roc-A-Fella HOLDERS, put a shell up in each SHOULDER
up my day
Nas is like, a wit the mack to his BELLY
Been dissed like this since (2Pac)
Now in nigga,
Ya rappin' is way then 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
a mans world, sing along ho'z
WE MOVE OUT, we move out
GET OUT, get put out there
Wit ya thongs on, and ya clothes

2]
By the way,
I from the block 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
Cause niggaz wanna get at me, hop wit me
it I'll treat ya like PAC and diss ya all
Still 7 mill?
Free drop you from the buildin' and hit ya car
Or O.J. Free, you up then get OFF
You won't play me, ya truck top elvolve
shots from the ROC rip off
Won't be like the movie, hit you then hit ya
Freeway play wit extra cartalege
all ya groupies,
I'm the talk around in the hooptie, fuck a astro martin
And where ever you stop, my glocks are like New York
Muthafucka 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 along
WE MOVE OUT, we out there
GET OUT, get put out there
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 records he got clips
I'ma see where he at he see this 5th
I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE BEEN
But FREE kill any and everybody that's dissin'
And everybody I'm hittin' got ICE OR DOE
Nigga that's money in chains, and jewelry foreign exchange
And JUST BECAUSE, my hands foreign ya chains leavin'
And don't me a reason because IF YOU DO
Then you won't be
Toni style, won't be breathin'
(uhh) wanna hate on the kid
So I S-K, half of they face off fuck up they
Was pull brick off,
All them dayz that you thought I was in the grill
I had my nigga wit me, on my mind
JIGGA wit me on my nine, I take 'em wit me
Kris Kross wit me, trigga wit me
Here come the pain, go tell ya mom his hit me
I kris kross ingo's wit him,
Unbless is a RHYME, so I dead that seekin' a FINE
Freeway in the hood where the at (Coke)
Slicin' the loaf, slice into dimes to ya throat
Like it or not that's how we do in the
bring the gun to ya stremph if you tangle wit MINES
Don't cop a ?? in ya time stremph, cause I own my stremph
19 just start carryin' nines
and Jenny's,
I pack gats shoot threw ya bricks and ya lightpole fixurin'
And hit you and give you liposuction, the rif-O sickin'
Niggas rappin' and it no dumpin'
This nigga got a lightbulb missin'
Clap all brain or somethin' clap all night glow
YOU NOT SHOUT (shout)
YOU BETTER NOT (pout)
You better not cry the riffle dumpin'
Free come into town bout to light bitch up