Luyện nghe bài hát Jada's Got A Gun

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

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

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

Hit you with the titanium, 38, and it's weight
like 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 even the black nine 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 you moved your family
To a whole new other block I got shit that wake up the deaf
That'll knock down the door and up the steps don't even
Bother wearin' a vest 'cuz these ain't the kinda that's gon'
Get in your chest gotta night time scope that could see
Through the walls so just to get shit crackin' I'ma tear up dog

I'm show you dumbin' out and you could believe whatever
I shoot it's off or comin' 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 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 made Jada the bitches and the reefer
Came later with the 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 felony I'm tellin' y'all why you
I saved it, to blow a nigga melon off as a boy
carried a cap gun fell in love wit it first time

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