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ya get out (nas and jadakiss diss) - freeway lyrics

[freeway]
n-ggas listen up (b-tch -ss n-ggas)
b-tches listen up

[beanie]
ya n-ggas can’t f-ck wit us

[freeway]
haterz listen up

[beanie]
burn that n-gga free!!!

[verse 1]
yo
nasty nas ain’t ridin’ on the freeway
h-ll 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 p-ss on his body
be on my way, buckshots stuck in his body
p-ss up his lay, f-ck cops park on the lobby, chill up his way
ya n-ggas ain’t built for these soldierz
roc-a-fella heat holders, put a sh-ll up in each shoulder
f-ck up my day
nas is like, a b-tch wit the mack to his belly
been dissed like this since makavelli (2pac)
now in dayz n-gga
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 b-tch wit me
pop wit me, extra clip wit me, 50 shots wit me
cause n-ggas wanna get at me, haters hop wit me
f-ck 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 evolve
when shots from the roc rip off
won’t be like the movie, hit you then hit ya barber
freeway play wit ozzies extra cartalege
take all ya groupies
i’m the talk around town in the hooptie, f-ck a aston martin
and where ever you stop, my glocks are like new york lots
m-th-f-cka make you pay for parkin’
now i’m upset!!!

[verse 3]
i’m on my way to yonkers to see this pr-ck
he talkin’ sh-t 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 k!ll any and everybody that’s dissin’
and everybody i’m hittin’ either got ice or doe
n-gga 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) n-ggas wanna hate on the kid
so i s-k, half of they face off f-ck up they looks
was pull brick tape off
all them dayz that you thought i was stuck in the grill
i had my n-gga 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 n-gga 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 (c0ke)
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
n-gga 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, n-gga the rif-o sickin’
n-ggas rappin’ and it bout no dumpin’
this n-gga 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 b-tch u

- freeway lyrics

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