Shoot Outs Lyrics - Kiss Of Death - Jadakiss

Let's go 

Feds in the precinct lookin' at our picture 

If rap don't work, we gonna get it like Guy Fisher 

I was taught to ride with them niggas that'll die with ya 

Headed OT? Then bring some pies with ya 

Buy your man a lambo and tell him to fly with ya 

Or throw the nigga jewels and tell him to shine with ya 

I shine 

You shine 

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Like smith n wesson you don't wanna feel the ghost 

Or the kiss of death n' 

Tubs still lift up 

So do the sink now 

Pablo escobar shit 

Buyin' a clink now 

Dead presidents shit 

Robbin the Brinks now 

100 shot tommy guns 

Hell of a stink now 

J A D A 

'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son 

Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that 

Do it Holiday Style 

Double R is comin' for war, war 

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J A D A 

'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son 

Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that 

Do it Holiday Style 

Double R is comin' for war, war 

On the average day we smoke about a quarter 

And everythings is bad for a nigga nowadays 

So we drink a lot of water 

Talk about you, "So rich" 

Nigga you, "So bitch" 

That your parents probably think they got a daughter 

Yeah, we them boys that bring all the terror 

We persevered through all the errors 

Lay niggas down with all barettas 

Everything in the bag, chains, watches 

All your leathers 

So you can act funny with yourselves 

I'm in the hood with dope 

Sacks is filled twenty after twelve 

A sign of the times kitchen cook 38, 38 treys 

That remind you of dimes 

J A D A 

'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son 

Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that 

Do it Holiday Style 

Double R is comin' for war, war 

J A D A 

'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son 

Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that 

Do it Holiday Style 

Double R is comin' for war, war 

Hustlers, entreprenaurs 

Anything to do with the hood 

That's what we responsible for 

Battin' you down 

Knifin' you up 

Stompin' your jaw 

Bail a nigga out for stealin' something out on the tour 

And they makin' technology to trya nd screw niggas 

I'm good long as an old gun will kill a new nigga 

Yall dudes with 9 lives got one life left 

And controversy sells but it ain't like death 

So pop him in the head 'til his brains start to fizz on him 

I ain't sell my soul to the devil, I bought his from him 

Waitin' on the day, they say Jesus is gonna come 

So God bless yall niggas 'cuz I'm sneezing with my gun 

Ah-choo 

Bless you 

You ain't D Block or Double R nigga 

No doubt imma stretch you 

Imma shoot back 10 feet 

Imma catch you 

Real brutal shit 

Make sure I snap your neck too 

S L R or the Aston Mar' 

Lamborghini or the Porsche with the crashin' bars 

Iced out 

Or wear no ice at all 

100 G's on the dice game 

Life's a ball 

Listen up, if you real get real estate 

We the best in the game, that ain't a real debate 

And they never had AK's peelin' face 

'Cuz it's written in the starts for us to seal your fate 

Time to skate 

J A D A 

'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son 

Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that 

Do it Holiday Style 

Double R is comin' for war, war 

J A D A 

'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son 

Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that 

Do it Holiday Style 

Double R is comin' for war, war