Luyện nghe bài hát Jada's Got A Gun

In the
(It's real)
Shit it fuckin' real out
(No doubt)
be hatin', violatin'
(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 forget that 357 Magnum wit no
Put 'em all in your six pack for a big stack and I keep the money
Where I keep the clips at violatin' get you one in your
You still datin' your heat, but me and my guns
When I die bury me with the toast in case I run a little bit
Of drama I go and I won't hesitate, make you levitate

Hit you with the titanium, 38, and feather weight
Bullets like dope how I keep 'em coming kill a couple niggas
Then everybody want 'em who gon' and who gon' brawl
If push to shove everybody know, you gon' fall
And I got mine on me the or the 40 Cali
Or even the black glock on me

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, clear out, bitches, and run

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

I'm show you what's dumbin' out and you could believe
I shoot it's comin' off or out and don't even try runnin' out
'Cuz the 44 mag'll leave your ass by another house is Jadakiss
I'm everything I see in my radius the kids stay blazin' shit
Which gun is my I don't know
I got 'em all the old to the latest shit

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 with the money and the haters but humble kid
Still put the pump in your baby mother make her mumble
Where you live 25 years no felony I'm y'all why you think
I it, to blow a nigga melon off as a young boy
Always carried a cap gun fell in love wit it first

I clapped one now I'm a man more mature and pleasant
And like hittin' niggas in the jaw the desert and everybody
Got a gun, why not me you keep it on you now it's just like I.D.
And I never seen a man cry till I seen a man shot pride
Bullets is too damn hot so if you ain't got one you gotta run
Handle it, or tell the whole world

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

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