Dead Wrong Lyrics - Ms. Jade

Ms. Jade, Nate Dogg, Timbaland 

We head strong, we head strong 

We head strong, we head strong 

Ms. Jade, Nate Dogg, Timbaland 

We head strong, we head strong 

We head strong, we head strong 

Fricky, fricky, fricky Ms. Jade 

Y'all know, pimp in my walk 

Pimp in my talk y'all don't wanna start 

Niggaz can't ever play they [Incomprehensible] 

So I quit dealin' wit yo [Incomprehensible] with the cars 

I ain't got to price them things 

Keep it comin', cops rollin' like them things 

Get 'em for their cash and things 

Get a bitch [Incomprehensible] if he gon' trash them things 

Buyin' up all the bar 

Strummin' like strings on a guitars 

Think one minute I'm up by the [Incomprehensible] 

Now you can steady stop gleamin' the floor 

I spit shit for the drops 

In a square bench truck nigga blastin' The Lox 

Better dial up the cops 

Wait till they come, I'ma show you what I got 

Head strong 

End up on the pavement dead wrong, dead wrong 

Rest of my chrome 

Once I get my paper I'm gone, same song 

I drive for your [Incomprehensible] 

Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong 

I gotta hold on 

'Cos niggaz in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong 

I been in the hood, hood 

Been to the islands, been to the woods, woods 

Smoked by the lake, lake 

Seen niggaz love me, seen niggaz hate, hate 

Let me freak it one time, time 

Same in the dark and the same in the light, light 

Go get 'em on the grind, grind 

Like a fiend for the white in the heat of the night, night 

Get your wait up today,[Incomprehensible] still playin' them games 

Hustle for [Incomprehensible], rings give me the chains 

Oops, my betty ain't part of the game 

I got friends in the front 

Ho's in the back, Nate Dogg in the 'lac Timbaland on the track 

Bubba Sparxxx, Petey Pab and Sebast in the back 

Head strong 

End up on the pavement dead wrong, dead wrong 

Rest of my chrome 

Once I get my paper I'm gone, same song 

I drive for your [Incomprehensible] 

Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong 

I gotta hold on 

'Cos niggaz in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong 

Why these niggaz hate hard 

Spit many flows, many styles, comin' way hard 

Never was known as a thug but you say you are 

These ho's be walkin' round broke, thinkin' they superstars 

Them things they get in cars, awnaw 

Never been here before 

But if you want a war, you better make sure 

Dog that you all the way down to the floor 

Trust then you walkin' out of the door 

Gotta break lanes 

They spittin' pork that ain't beef, they don't say names 

It's Ms. Jade, motherfucker, I will break Danes 

I'm from the hood, born and raised I can take pain, name 

I can take pain, name, see it ain't that I'm great 

And it ain't that I'm paid, and it ain't that I'm [Incomprehensible] 

I'm a bitch, just came out the cage 

You know you dead wrong so you ought to be afraid 

Head strong 

End up on the pavement dead wrong, dead wrong 

Rest of my chrome 

Once I get my paper I'm gone, same song 

I drive for your [Incomprehensible] 

Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong 

I gotta hold on 

'Cos niggaz in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong 

Head strong 

End up on the pavement dead wrong, dead wrong 

Rest of my chrome 

Once I get my paper I'm gone, same song 

I drive for your [Incomprehensible] 

Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong 

I gotta hold on 

'Cos niggaz in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong 

Ah, ah, you dead wrong 

Ah, you dead wrong, oh 

Ah, ah, you dead wrong