Luyện nghe bài hát J-A-D-A - Jadakiss

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

[Verse -
Yo, I'm just too much, I too sick
I be on top of the snare, all the kick
Since a youngcat, I one wit the drum tap
The purple pushin my lungs back
Been there, that
My words stick to you like thumb
Pardon me, LOX up wit Rodney
The Ferrari's teal, but the truck's
Hating, I can't get you off me
Fresh like I just the plastic off me
Me and streets is high sweethearts
And I'm in her so she can't divorce me
Can't see farther Kiss, I'm like a father to this
ya go and cop your father to this
I possess the package - the girls, the thongs
And something about me the world just loves
D-Block bringing hell of a pain, 'Honey' tell em my

[Chorus - & (Woman) (2x)]
(J-A-D-A) I'm it out, the guns'll pop
(J-A-D-A) I'm taking your money, the stop
(J-A-D-A) The club'll band, the beat'll
(J-A-D-A) We keep going, this shit don't stop

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

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

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

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

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

(J-A-D-A)