Jada's Got A Gun

In the streets shit is fucking real out hear

No doubt

Niggas be hating

For sure

Violating

Fuck 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

Fuck 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