Jada's Got a G**

In the streets shit is fucking real out hear No doubt Niggas be hating For sure Violating F*ck em But you need to know Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run And I been had one so don't forget that 357 magnum with no kickback Put em all in your six pack For a big stack And I never keep the money where I keep the clips at Violating get you one in your throat Still dating your heat, but me and my guns elope When I die burry me with the totes In case I run into a lil bit of drama where ever I go And I won't hesitate make you levitate Hit you with the titanium 38 And its featherweight Bullets like good dope High will keep 'em coming Kill a couple niggas then everybody want 'em Who gonna shoot and who gonna brawl If push come to shove everybody know you gonna fall And I got mine on me The automaty or the forty cali or even the black glock nine homie Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run I got a gun with two hundred shots I'm the reason you moved your family to a hole new other block I got shit that could wake up the deaf That will knock down the door and break up the steps Don't even bother wearing a vest 'Cause these ain't the kinda slugs that's gon' get lodged in your chest Got a night time scope that can see through the walls So just to get shit cracking I'ma tear up you're dog I'ma show you whats dumbing out And you can believe whatever I shoot is coming off or coming out And don't even try running out 'Cause the 44 mag will leave you're ass by another house This is Jadakiss I'm spraying everything I see in my radius The kid stay blazing shit Which gun is my favorite I dunno I got 'em all from the old to the latest shit Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run The guns and the sneakers made jada The bitches and the refer came later With the money and the haters But ima humble kid Still put the pump in your baby mother mouth make her mumble where you live 25 years no felony I'm telling y'all Why you think I saved it, to blow a nigga mellon off As a young boy always carried the cap gun And fell in love with it first time I clapped one Now I'm a grown man more mature and pleasant And like hitting niggas in the jaw with the dessert And everybody gotta gun why not me You gotta keep it on you now its just like ID And I never seen a man cry till I seen a man shot F*ck pride bullets is too damn hot So if you ain't got one then you gotta run Handle it Or tell the whole world that Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run