Freeway - Ya Get Out (Jadakiss And Nas Diss) - Sözleri

[Freeway] 

Niggaz listen up (bitch ass niggaz) 

Bitches listen up 



[Beanie] 

Ya niggaz can't fuck wit us 



[Freeway] 

Haterz listen up 



[Beanie] 

Burn that nigga free!!! 



[Verse 1] 

Yo, 

NASTY NAS ain't ridin' on the FREEWAY 

Hell no we bang out on the FREEWAY, crash on the FREEWAY 

Haterz waitin' for Hova to die, before he see JAY 

On my way to platinum, hata who gonna stop me? 

I got the cops locked, who gone lock me?! 

I got the block lock, eye on poppy 

I got poppy lock, V on manny 

Manny is poppy a lobby lock, NAS on his way 

Pulled the shotty out, he piss on his body 

Be on my way, buckshots stuck in his body 

Piss up his lay, fuck cops park on the lobby, chill up his way 

Ya niggaz ain't built for these SOLDIERZ 

Roc-A-Fella heat HOLDERS, put a shell up in each SHOULDER 

Fuck up my day 

Nas is like, a bitch wit the mack to his BELLY 

Been dissed like this since MAKAVELLI (2Pac) 

Now in dayz nigga, 

Ya rappin' is way worse then ya actin' in BELLY 

It's set!!! 



[Chorus] 

WE MOVE OUT, we move out there 

YA'LL GET OUT, get put out there 

Wit ya thongs on, and ya girl clothes 

It's a mans world, sing along ho'z 

WE MOVE OUT, we move out there 

YA'LL GET OUT, get put out there 

Wit ya thongs on, and ya girl clothes 



[Verse 2] 

By the way, 

I came from the block and I'm bringin' the block wit me 

And I came by myself, but I'm bringin' ya bitch wit me 

Pop wit me, extra clip wit me, 50 shots wit me 

Cause niggaz wanna get at me, haterz hop wit me 

Fuck it I'll treat ya like PAC and diss ya all 

Still sell 7 mill? 

Free Alswald drop you from the buildin' and hit ya car 

Or O.J. Free, stab you up then get OFF 

You won't play me, ya Cadi truck top elvolve 

When shots from the ROC rip off 

Won't be like the movie, hit you then hit ya barbor 

Freeway play wit ozzies extra cartalege 

Take all ya groupies, 

I'm the talk around town in the hooptie, fuck a astro martin 

And where ever you stop, my glocks are like New York lots 

Muthafucka make you pay for parkin' 

Now I'm upset!!! 



[Chorus] 

WE MOVE OUT, we move out there 

YA'LL GET OUT, get put out there 

Wit ya thongs on, and ya girl clothes 

It's a mans world, sing along ho'z 

WE MOVE OUT, we move out there 

YA'LL GET OUT, get put out there 

Wit ya thongs on, and ya girl clothes 

I ain't forget you (Talkin' to Jadakiss) 



[Verse 3] 

I'm on my way to YONKERS to see this prick (Jadakiss) 

He talkin' shit on his records like he got clips 

I'ma see where he at when he see this 5th 

I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE BEEN TOLD 

But FREE gone kill any and everybody that's dissin' 

And everybody I'm hittin' either got ICE OR DOE 

Nigga that's money in chains, change and jewelry foreign exchange 

And that's JUST BECAUSE, my hands foreign ya chains leavin' 

And don't give me a reason because IF YOU DO 

Then you won't be leavin' 

Toni Braxton style, won't be breathin' 

(uhh) Niggaz wanna hate on the kid 

So I S-K, half of they face off fuck up they looks 

Was pull brick tape off, 

All them dayz that you thought I was stuck in the grill 

I had my nigga wit me, plan on my mind 

JIGGA wit me hand on my nine, I take 'em wit me 

Kris Kross ingo's wit me, trigga wit me 

Here come the pain, go tell ya mom his nigga hit me 

Because I kris kross ingo's wit him, 

Unbless beef is a RHYME, so I dead that seekin' a FINE 

Freeway in the hood where the bread at (Coke) 

Slicin' the loaf, slice into dimes knife to ya throat 

Like it or not that's how we do in the county 

I'll bring the gun to ya stremph if you tangle wit MINES 

Don't cop a ?? in ya phone time stremph, cause I own my stremph 

Nigga 19 just start carryin' nines 

Bibles and Jenny's, 

I pack gats that shoot threw ya bricks and ya lightpole fixurin' 

And hit you and give you liposuction, nigga the rif-O sickin' 

Niggas rappin' and it bout no dumpin' 

This nigga KISS got a lightbulb missin' 

Clap all brain or somethin' clap all night glow vision 

YOU BETTER NOT SHOUT (shout) 

YOU BETTER NOT POUT (pout) 

You better not cry when the riffle dumpin' 

Free come into town bout to light that bitch up 










		
			



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