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Текст песни JT Money - Alright

JT Money - Alright слова песни




HookYo if you wanna go to war, its alrightWell if you aint hardcore, its alrightYou wanna get it on nigga, its alrightIts alright (its alright), its alright (its alright) (x2)(jt money)I got a problem with fuck niggasAlways talkin shit and try to duck niggasSucker niggas wont finish what they startedBe coppin dueces cause them niggas soft-heartedThey straight bitchesAlways puttin on shows for these niggas and hoesBe wantin to run your mouth but wont throw no blowsAint got no scrap, better kill that rapThink life is a game, until that ass get tappedAnd when it do, what you do, you run like a bitchOr do you straight turn state on a nigga and snitchWhen you aint got your boys, you aint got no ballsAnd you aint gangsta with all them 911 callsReal niggas dont call policeReal niggas handle theirs when they got beefFlawed niggas talk shit and know they cant back itKnow they aint real but always trying to act itHookIm the original jacker, flawed boy attackerTaking your life aint nothing but a factorMatter of fact, Im a killer straight out the slumsNo time to dump, I got these pumps for you chumpsAnd I aint talking bout the reeboksGetting three glocks and jumping out of treetopsMaking suckers flee spots, and leave knotsGot guns, get funds, yeah Im packing stylesSuckers acting foul, get smoked like black and mildsNigga know a plan, laying down this thingBeyond all that rap shit, I only spit gameYou scared, say you scared, but just peep what I saidIm so wicked off the head, probably shoot out of dreadThats right, all you suckers better recognizeBefore I start recognizing, aint gonna have you niggas sweatin mineIm in this thang for real, aint nothing fake herePutting down in the zone with my nigga shakespeareHook(big gipp)I wear my hat low, when I walk through a circle of folks I dont knowIt aint to much chalk in these streets that can hold me backI make stacks and stacks, for the weeks and weeks I got slappedFreaks, I got the grill with the white goldKeep a pistol in my hand with the tight holdFrom the city where they drop blowsKnown to pin-hold down off them figure foursShit shady, we all about to bust on sight, lighting up the nightPutting hoes off in 74s and watching em all blowIt aint shit funny, its the money man and gippHolding sawed-off pumps in your face chumpDont disrespect the city, streets, that Im standing onNiggas from miami and atlanta holdin heatIt aint nothing happyYou see, it aint all about that rappingHook(jt money)Straight up and down, Im a let you fuck nigga knowYou niggas dont want war, talking all that shitCause you apted up on that motherfucking tough guy juiceGet round the motherfucking boys, listen to this goddamn rap musicAnd niggas think its a motherfucking gameAlright, play with itJt money, big gipp, let you niggas knowHook

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