Jada's Got A Gun Lyrics - Kiss Tha Game Goodbye - Jadakiss

(Antoine Stanton) 

In the streets (it's real) 

shit it fuckin real out here (no doubt...) 

niggas be hatin, violatin (fo sho, fuck it) 

but you need to know... owww! 

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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 

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(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 

Violatin 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 titanium, 38, and it's featherweight 

bullets like good dope how I keep 'em coming 

kill a couple niggas 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 

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(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 shit 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 aint the kinda slugs that's gon' get lodged in your chest 

gotta nighttime scope that could see through the walls 

so just to get shit crackin I'ma tear up your dog 

I'ma 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 ass by another house 

this is Jadakiss, I'm sprayin everything I see in my radius 

the kids stay blazin shit 

which gun is my favorite 

I don't know I got 'em all from the old to the latest shit 

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(Verse 3) 

guns and the sneakers made Jada 

the bitches 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 nigga 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 niggas 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 

fuck pride, bullets is too damn hot 

so if you aint got one then you gotta run 

handle it, or tell the whole world that... 

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