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Rap Ass Nigga JT Money kid Still a nigga see right through your game I know it ain't no substance to your game Trying to outdo the next nigga, claiming G But all you rap ass niggas are the same to me I gave you game for Playa Ass Shit JT Money This be some playa ass shit, what this is nigga? [Some playa ass shit] This be some playa ass shit, nigga what this is? War JT Money Yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh (that right) Yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh (Yeaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh) JT Money, God dammit Bout time, spin this bitch (Niggaz waitin on yo muh'fuckin ass, let's ride) (Hook) x4 Heychayaya, heychayaya Whatcha Want JT Money nigga, its too late Whatcha want boy, come meet your fate Know when you take, your ass gonna die I'm the last nigga you wanna try hook Whatcha want boy, nigga what you want huh? Watcha Want JT Money killed Fuck with mine, I'll split your wig Take no shorts, play no games Put it on your ass boy, it ain't no thang Chickens say j, let em stray Death to them niggas that playa hate Can't apologize nigga Cowards in Compton JT Money Snoop-ass, hoe-ass, dog-ass nigga! Dre, you ain't nothin' but my bitch, I'ma make you my bitch! You look like you could suck a nigga' dick, hoe-ass motherfucker!! Pussy Ass Kid and Hoe Ass Play JT Money I gotta bring Kid N' Play on this motherfuckin' album here, two pussy punk-ass niggas - yo, check this out, what I'ma do is I'ma go get last year's rookie of the year, JT Money of Poison Clan, this Too Real JT Money {Yea, you want me to peel a cap In they ass for you boo? Dank JT Money We smokin (Dank Nigga Dank Da Dank Da Dank nigga) [JT Money] Now if still got yo thang thang Let em hang man We in this thang smokin dank nigga dank dank Free world we off the chain chigga chain Ho Problems JT Money Let it go Let it go If the ho wanna ho nigga let it go(4x) [JT Money Talkin] That's what im talkin bout Niggaz need to let it go, ya know Hearin all these stories about, niggaz goin to jail Alright JT Money hook Yo if you wanna go to war, its alright Well if you ain't hardcore, its alright You wanna get it on nigga, its alright Its alright (its alright), It's alright (its alright) (x2) (JT Money Kite 2 Da Boys JT Money [Talking] Caught up Dirty Game Nigga I deal wit it though, you know Shit aint easy out there on them streets boy, you know Y'all niggaz watch yo ass boy, hold it down, fo'sho [Chorus] They got Hi-Lo JT Money fuck smoking them nickel bags We big bossin', all you clowns looking fag Play crazy boy, recline you like laz-e-boy Fuck wit JT boy nigga see what a happen to ya I ain't just rapping to ya, nigga it's Who Dat JT Money [JT Money] Jack jack.. YEAH! Put em up! Put em up! Yo yo.. JT Money! Throw em up! Throw em up! JT Money! Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Go nutty - who dat?) Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Who dat? On the Grind JT Money East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast [JT Money] I want the jackpot The gats, the yachts, the fat knots, the big On Da Grind JT Money East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast I want the jackpot The gats, the yachts, the fat knots The big house And fly bitches Superbitch JT Money Verse 1She's a hustler, get it off the muscler, raw motherfucker Other hoes can't touch her Fly bitch, do or die bitch, my bitch don't play, baby Doin' every damn thing for J, baby And she luv to see a nigga Chanel Bag (feat. JT) Gucci Mane Brr, brr It's Gucci Brr, brr She don't want no lame nigga, she like drug dealers (Brr, brr) Her pussy ain't for broke niggas, she like rich niggas (Brr, brr) I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep Beware of Those JT the Bigga Figga (E-40) Hey, JT, you know what playboy, it's like this duke The niggas from your town right, they ain't You know it's gone be some motherfuckers That's gone hate tha shit out of you ass, you dig No Bars City Girls, JT Pay for this pussy, nigga (yeah), get yo' bands up Oh, you ain't trickin', nigga, I'ma hit yo' mans up (the fuck) Cold-ass cocky bitch, fur in the summertime (brr) He gon' keep the bills paid 'cause he Mind Your Own JT the Bigga Figga like me just started and start to clock I gotta get paid I mean real fast Cause a nigga doin bad gotta make cash So I'm rollin around in a bucket With a nine in my lap say fuck it See a nigga in The Appetizer JT the Bigga Figga didn't care Bumpin my shit everywhere I went Gettin my money in dollars and cents Jiggin my tapes on Mac Daddy boulevard Didn't give a fuck if you had a hot credit card Playin my demo rollin in a Nuttin But a Hustla JT the Bigga Figga moves making those money moves Making those money moves a nigga can't lose I wanted to come sick A drop-top Firebird with a 92' kit Candy paint with the gold trim Leather interior with the rims Ain't On None 21 Lil Harold, 21 Savage money (Bitch) and it fill up with them hunds (21) Think I'm on somethin' (On somethin') when I'm ridin' 'round with these guns They ain't on nothin' (On nothin'), they just dissin' in they songs (Yeah) Father To Son JT Money stop mine You know what I'm talkin' about, the people who make up excuses Besides entertainment, labor sports, they think we're useless But see the truth is in the good and when they puttin', whip on ya ass 4 5 6 Sole [JT Money] Yo, what's up? What's up baby? Dis yo nigga [Sole'] Nigga, where da fuck you at? [JT Money] Mr. good dick, what you say? [Sole'] I said where da fuck you at?! Freestyle Joint Luke J-T, a-Money-money, Poi-son Clan, in the motherfuckin', house! *Aak!* Fresh Kid Ice in the motherfuckin' house! Fre-sh, Kid, Ice in the motherfuckin', house, *ak! Dade County Dreaming (Feat. JT, Yung Miami) Camila Cabello Real City Girl shit, get it poppin' (Pop that pussy) Real City Girl shit, get it poppin' (Pop that pussy) Got bitches showin' ass on Collins (Show that ass) Got bitches shakin' ass on Collins (Throw that Doin Dirt JT the Bigga Figga (JT) Foul from the start a young buck be rollin Badder than the baddest cause the baddest is devoted Three young G'z growin up on the West side Down from the start in the dark for the hoo-ride Mackin Never Fly Here (feat. Quavo) Chief Keef bands, nigga, you can't even pay me Told the bitch I don't want her pussy, the bitch proceeded to rape me How I taste?