
Ya’ll Get Out (Nas and Jadakiss Diss) Freeway
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[Intro: Freeway & Beanie Sigel]
Niggas listen up, uh
(Bitch ass niggas)
Bitches listen up, uh
Ya niggas can't fuck wit us
Haters listen up, uh
Burn that nigga free!
Yo
[Verse 1: Freeway & Beanie Sigel]
Nasty Nas ain't ridin' on a Freeway (Hanh)
Hell no, we bang out on a freeway, crash on a freeway
On his way to Hov, he die before he see Jay
On my way to platinum hata, who gon' stop me?
I got the cops locked, who gon' 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 a shotty out, he piss in his loby
Be on my way, buckshots stuck in his body
Piss up his lay, fuck cops, park in a alley, chill up his way
Ya'll niggas ain't built for these soldiers (Yep)
Roc-A-Fella heat holders, put a shell in each shoulder, fuck up a day
Nas is like, a bitch, put the Mac (Bitch!) to his belly
Ain't been dissed like this since Makaveli
N nowaday nigga
Your rappin' is way worsen then ya actin' in Belly
I'm upset
Niggas listen up, uh
(Bitch ass niggas)
Bitches listen up, uh
Ya niggas can't fuck wit us
Haters listen up, uh
Burn that nigga free!
Yo
[Verse 1: Freeway & Beanie Sigel]
Nasty Nas ain't ridin' on a Freeway (Hanh)
Hell no, we bang out on a freeway, crash on a freeway
On his way to Hov, he die before he see Jay
On my way to platinum hata, who gon' stop me?
I got the cops locked, who gon' 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 a shotty out, he piss in his loby
Be on my way, buckshots stuck in his body
Piss up his lay, fuck cops, park in a alley, chill up his way
Ya'll niggas ain't built for these soldiers (Yep)
Roc-A-Fella heat holders, put a shell in each shoulder, fuck up a day
Nas is like, a bitch, put the Mac (Bitch!) to his belly
Ain't been dissed like this since Makaveli
N nowaday nigga
Your rappin' is way worsen then ya actin' in Belly
I'm upset
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