Luyện nghe bài hát J-A-D-A - Jadakiss

[Intro - & (Woman)]
(Jadakiss) (Sheek)
WHOOO!!! D-Block,
Uh huh,
Uh -

- Jadakiss]
Yo, I'm too much, I flow too sick
I be on top of the snare, all over the
Since a youngcat, I been one wit the tap
The start pushin my lungs back
there, done that
My words stick to you like tacks
Pardon me, LOX hooked up wit
The Ferrari's teal, but the mahogany
Hating, I can't get you off me
Fresh I just took the plastic off me
Me and streets is school sweethearts
And I'm always in her so she divorce me
Can't see farther than Kiss, I'm like a father to
ya go and cop your father to this
I possess the package - the girls, the thongs
And there's something about me the world loves
D-Block bringing hell of a pain, 'Honey' tell em my

- Jadakiss & (Woman) (2x)]
(J-A-D-A) I'm it out, the guns'll pop
(J-A-D-A) I'm taking money, the funeral stop
(J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the knock
(J-A-D-A) We just going, this shit don't stop

[Verse - Louch]
Sheek Louch get it popping, this shit stop
Got your boobs hitting, in a Halter Top
out, no shirt, burgandy drop
Chain's bigger Chuck D and Flava's clock
Yeah boy, Sheek hot these days
the heat when I spit, need ten ice trays
D-Block what up? fucking wit that?
Got the Camp spitting on this Jerkins track
Glock jerk him back, either or the mac
I prefer chrome but take it if you got it in
shorty wanna hop on it
I tell her not here, but we could go inside the 'Honey
Let me give it to your straight, I ain't spending no
We could drink we pass out, make dicks and all that
I'm a gangster, I bet shorty back
Got her job a two way contact

- Sheek Louch & (Woman) (2x)]
(F-A-G-E-A) it out, the guns'll pop
(F-A-G-E-A) I'm your money, the funeral stop
(F-A-G-E-A) The club'll band, the beat will
(F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, this shit stop

- Sheek Louch]
Hey yo it's Louchy baby, screen in the Mercedes
Naw just weed, I'm fucking wit y'all
Oil slick, it's the juice that I throw out the
But it's for real lil nigga if you hearing the
I'm bringing it back, you don't wanna to this
I'm David Blaine, it's magic how I it the Kiss
Letting it off, like we hunting to diss (J-A-D-A)
Hey yo Kiss ([Jada:] what up Louch?) yo it from there

[Verse -
Raspy voice, flow of the year; the cue tip bars
They feel good they go in your ear
Ti Gun, Peanut your girl ain't ready (F-A-G-E-A)
(Sheek: Sheek Louch!) Jadakiss, the world ain't
We got in the air and we pouring the yac
Bout to get up on 'Honey' cause she it back
And you know I keep the on my neck, so don't violate
Cause I can't for it to go in your back, uh

[Chorus - Jadakiss & (Woman) (4x)]
(J-A-D-A) I'm it out, the guns'll pop
(F-A-G-E-A) I'm your money, the funeral stop
(J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll
(F-A-G-E-A) We just keep going, shit don't stop

(J-A-D-A)