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 need to

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 Magnum wit no
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 still datin' your heat, but me and my guns
I die bury me with 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 feather weight
Bullets like good dope how I 'em coming kill a couple niggas
everybody want 'em who gon' shoot and who gon' brawl
If push comes to shove everybody know, you fall
And I got mine on me the automatic or the 40
Or even the black glock 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 reason you moved your
To a whole new other I got shit that could wake up the deaf
That'll knock down the door and break up the steps even
Bother wearin' a 'cuz these ain't the kinda slugs that's gon'
Get lodged in your chest gotta time scope that could see
Through the walls so to get shit crackin' I'ma tear up your dog

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

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

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

I clapped one now I'm a grown man more and pleasant
And like niggas in the jaw with the desert and everybody
Got a gun, why not me you gotta keep it on you now just like I.D.
And I seen a man cry till I seen a man shot fuck pride
Bullets is too damn hot so if you 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, clear out, bitches, and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, and run