jadakiss - jada's got a gun lyrics
[antoine stanton]
in the streets (it’s real)
sh-t is f-ckin real out here (no doubt…)
n-ggas be hatin’, violatin’ (fo sho, f-ck it)
but you need to know… owww!
[hook: e mccain]
jada’s, got a, jada’s, got a gun
n-ggas, clear out, b-tches, duck and run
jada’s, got a, jada’s, got a gun
n-ggas, clear out, b-tches, duck and run
[verse 1]
and i been had one so don’t forget that
357 magnum wit 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
violate and get you one in your throat
you still datin your heat, but me and my guns elope
when i die bury me with the toast
in case i run into a little bit of drama wherever i go
and i won’t hesitate, make you levitate
hit you with the t-tanium, 38, and it’s featherweight
bullets like good dope how i keep ’em coming
k!ll a couple n-ggas then everybody want ’em
who gon’ shoot and who gon’ brawl
if push comes to shove everybody know, you gon’ fall
and i got mine on me
the automatic or the 40 cali, or even the black glock nine on me
[hook]
[verse 2]
i got a gun wit 200 shots
i’m the reason you moved your family to a whole new other block
i got sh-t that could wake up the deaf
that’ll knock down the door and break up the steps
don’t even bother wearin a vest
cuz these ain’t the kinda slugs that’s gon’ get lodged in your chest
gotta nighttime scope that could see through the walls
so just to get sh-t crackin i’mma tear up your dog
i’mma show you what’s dumbin out
and you could believe whatever i shoot it’s comin off or comin out
and don’t even try runnin out
cuz the 44 mag’ll leave your -ss by another house
this is jadakiss, i’m sprayin everything i see in my radius
the kids stay blazin sh-t
which gun is my favorite
i don’t know i got ’em all from the old to the latest sh-t
[hook]
[verse 3]
guns and the sneakers made jada
the b-tches and the reefer came later with the money and the haters
but i’m a humble kid
still put the pump in your baby mother mouth make her mumble where you live
25 years no felony i’m tellin y’all
why you think i saved it, to blow a n-gga melon off
as a young boy always carried a cap gun
fell in love wit it first time i clapped one
now i’m a grown man more mature and pleasant
and like hittin n-ggas in the jaw with the desert
and everybody got a gun, why not me
you gotta keep it on you now it’s just like i.d
and i never seen a man cry til i seen a man shot
f-ck pride, bullets is too d-mn hot
so if you ain’t got one then you gotta run
handle it, or tell the whole world that…
[hook 2x]
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