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
(feat. Pleasure P) Yeah what they do JT Money J baby pimpin' extreme doin' this for the ladies the real J babies ya under dig real game [Chorus: Pleasure
What Wut Chu smokin nigga?! (Dank Nigga Dank Da Dank Da Dank nigga) HUH? We smokin (Dank Nigga Dank Da Dank Da Dank nigga) [JT Money] Now if still got
just rapping to ya, nigga it's on I'm in dis bitch one mo gen claiming my throne That playtime you suckers had was over with JT Money in dis bitch Nigga
[JT Money] What up G'yea Father to son, know what it is What up son, how you feelin'? It won't be long before I return in God's willin' But in the mean
ass shit, soft ass niggas need to check you bitch They choose raw niggas They use flaw niggas We can't forget they use ALL niggas [JT Money] They hungry
thang When I hit the streets gotta let my nuts hang Got a nigga cased over so much game And everybody goin through the same ole thang x2 [JT Money]
Most rappers ain't nothing but niggas who talk a good one Talking bout' they thugs, G's, and hustlas Or they'll kill a nigga quick bout' some dumb shit
no bloodhound ... know I'm sayin'? For yo' ass can't be found, know I'm sayin'? Doin' it like dat! Peep game. [Verse 1: JT Money] Well here I come, watch
love nice shit All the high price shit, the golden ice shit Wit the game to mack, no strings attached Type of bitch only rich niggas dream they had All the money
It's a dirty game, niggas off the chain Better keep a thang, better bang-bang Gotta lay my hang up in this bitch Flaw ass niggas, I'm a bust your shit Money
Yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh (that right) Yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh (Yeaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh) JT Money, God dammit Bout time, spin this bitch (Niggaz waitin on yo
(feat. Too $hort) [JT Money:] I got a problem with this punk ass bitch I know Ol' no good skanlezz switch out ho An untrustworthy bitch like delilah
(feat. Sole) [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
clyde [Talkin: JT Money] That's right, baby. know what I'm sayin? You know daddy love that. Am I yo nigga girl? you love me, huh? [Evil {JT Money}:]
Wick-wick-wack!) [Verse 2: JT Money] Now for starters, with Kids I don't Play 'Cause y'all some fuck-ass, punk-ass, coochie niggas anyway JT i the house
z fall in love but they just dont know When you gonna learn to let a ho be a ho(my nigga) [x2] [JT Money Talkin] Know what im sayin Bout time for 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
