Luyện nghe bài hát Jada's Got A Gun

In the
(It's real)
Shit it fuckin' out here
(No doubt)
Niggas be hatin',
(Fo sho, it)
But you need to

Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, out, bitches, duck and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, out, bitches, duck and run

And I been had one so don't that 357 Magnum wit no kickback
Put 'em all in your six for a big stack and I never keep the money
I keep the clips at violatin' get you one in your throat
You still your heat, but me and my guns elope
When I die bury me the toast in case I run into a little bit
Of drama wherever I go and I won't hesitate, make you

Hit you with the titanium, 38, and it's weight
Bullets good dope how I keep 'em coming kill a couple niggas
Then everybody 'em who gon' shoot and who gon' brawl
If push comes to shove everybody know, you gon'
And I got mine on me the automatic or the 40
Or the black glock nine on me

Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, and run

I got a gun wit 200 shots I'm the you moved your family
To a whole new other block I got shit could wake up the deaf
That'll knock down the door and break up the don't even
Bother wearin' a vest 'cuz these ain't the slugs that's gon'
Get lodged in your gotta night time scope that could see
the walls so just to get shit crackin' I'ma tear up your dog

I'm show you what's dumbin' out and you could believe
I shoot 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
I'm sprayin' I see in my radius the kids stay blazin' shit
Which gun is my favorite I don't
I got 'em all from the old to the latest

Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, out, bitches, duck and run

Guns and the sneakers made Jada the bitches and the
Came later the money and the haters but I'ma humble kid
Still put the pump in your baby mother mouth make her
Where you live 25 years no I'm tellin' y'all why you think
I saved it, to blow a nigga melon off as a boy
Always carried a cap gun fell in love wit it first

I clapped one now I'm a grown man mature and pleasant
And 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 like I.D.
And I never seen a man cry till I seen a man shot fuck
Bullets is too damn hot so if you got one then you gotta run
Handle it, or the whole world that

Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, and run

Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, and run