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lirik lagu nasty jack - wot is it? (remix)

[intro: nasty jack]
can’t chat to me
can’t chat to me
can’t chat to me
nah, nah, nah, nah, can’t chat to me
can’t chat to me
can’t chat to me
can’t chat to me
nah, nah, nah

[hook: nasty jack]
what is it? what is it? roadman ting
what is it? what is it? showerman ting
what is it? what is it? skengman ting
what is it? what is it? moneyman ting
what is it? what is it? roadman ting
what is it? what is it? showerman ting
what is it? what is it? moneyman ting
what is it? what is it? skengman ting

[verse 1: nasty jack]
what is it? what is it? moneyman ting
what is it? what is it? not a funny man ting
my crew come all cruddy and bling
blacked-out, never on a back down ting
what is it? what is it? not a young thug ting
come from a g-unit, a young buck ting
come with the tec-9 and tek tings
man are rough like black rhino [?]
what is it? what is it? jack rankin
get booyaka booyaka like shabba rank-ing
in the dance, lose limbs like cutty rank-ing
true, my mandem are on a showerman ting
what is it? what is it? when i come through
fully on job like i’m t2
they’re not around no more, cause of who?
jack’son, come from the skengman crew

[verse 2: stormin]
man said he’s got food, but what is it?
can’t come to my ends and talk like “what is it?”
or “what block is it?” “who sells rock in it?”
make big money, know that i pocket it
know that you’re clocking it
got a big chain swinging, girls dem are clocking it
it’s the versace, they’re asking “what is it?”
reebok pumps on my feet, yeah, what is it?
used to be in the dance on the ball like what is it? champagne, what is it?
vodka, what is it? brandy, what is it?
bounce up, get rude, tell a man what is it?
then my boys start switching like what is it?
what is it? what is it?
dem man on dis ting awful at it
anytime i take the mic, i’m sh-lling it
my line pops all day, nah, nah, nah

[verse 3: hitman tiga]
come through smelling like money, i bet
gc, get cash, money, i rep
i know one or two shotters round your way
you don’t get no money i get
you chat sh-t about money you stack
that’s all bullsh-t, none of it’s fact
me, i put lights on trees like christmas
tell my bredrin ring up the flat
my word’s good, i live up to that
heard i’m bait, won’t give up for that
man wanna move bookey around my ting
that’s no drama, dig up the mac
yeah, crime pays, won’t give up for rap
could get a sentence kick up the back
but i don’t care ’bout none of that sh-t
i love hustling, big up the trap

[verse 4: lil nasty]
little nas but they ain’t big as him
these jakes still tryna get rid of him
i lost guys with too much pride
till they went and got life like jingaling, jingaling
be wise, more time got his ting on him
dumb guys can’t hype so they sing on him
yeah, i’m outchea with my siblings
might just let your bride ride my dingaling
i ain’t giving up, nor giving in
know say me ah real life living king
me, i came up off the blocks
i’m still at the spot with my squad, ripping cling
think say he’s bad but it isn’t him
said he got straps but he didn’t bring
these feds on my case
so every other day, gotta dash weh a different sim

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