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Jadakiss( Jason Phillips )
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Shoot Outs 'Feat. Styles P.'
Lyricist:Anthony Parino, Jason T Phillips, David Styles
Let's go, Feds in the precinct lookin' at our picture If rap don't work, we gonna get it like Guy Fisher I was taught to ride with them niggas that'll die with ya Headed O.T.? Then bring some pies with ya
Buy your man a Lambo but tell him to fly with ya Or throw the nigga jewels an' tell him to shine with ya I shine, you shine, like Smith & Wesson You don't wanna feel the Ghost or the Kiss Of Death an'
Tubs still lift up, so do the sink now Pablo Escobar shit, buyin' a clink now Dead presidents shit, robbin' the Brinks now 100 shot Tommy guns, hell of a stink now
J A D A 'Coz the P'll hollow the gun to holla at, son Muah, I'm that nigga, y'all know that do it Holiday Style, double R's comin' for war
J A D A 'Coz the P'll hollow the gun to holla at, son Muah, I'm that nigga, y'all know that do it Holiday Style, double R's comin' for war
On the average day we smoke about a quarter An' everythin's is bad for a nigga nowadays So we drink a lot of water Talk about you so rich, nigga, you so bitch That your parents probably think they got a daughter
Yeah, we them boys that bring all the terror We persevered through all the errors Lay niggas down with all Berettas Everything in the bag, chains, watches, all your leathers
So you can act funny with yourselves I'm in the hood with dope, sacks is filled twenty after twelve A sign of the times, kitchen cook 38 38 treys that remind you of dimes
J A D A 'Coz the P'll hollow the gun to holla at, son Muah, I'm that nigga, y'all know that do it Holiday Style, double R's comin' for war
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Yo, hustlers, entrepreneurs, anything to do with the hood That's what we responsible for Battin' you down, knifin' you up, stompin' your jaw Bail a nigga out for stealin' something out on the tour
An' they makin' technology to try an' screw niggas I'm good long as an old gun will kill a new nigga Y'all dudes with 9 lives got one life left An' controversy sells but it ain't like death
So pop him in the head 'til his brains start to fizz on him I ain't sell my soul to the Devil, I bought his from him Waitin' on the day they say Jesus is gonna come So God bless y'all niggas 'coz I'm sneezin' with my gun
Ah choo, bless you, you ain't D Block or double R, nigga No doubt, I'ma stretch you I'ma shoot back 10 feet, I'ma catch you Real brutal shit, make sure I snap your neck too
SLR or the Aston Mar' Lamborghini or the Porsche with the crashin' bars Iced out or wear no ice at all 100 Gs on the dice game, life's a ball
Listen up, if you real, get real estate We the best in the game, that ain't a real debate An' they never had AKs peelin' face 'Coz it's written in the starts for us to seal your fate Time to skate
J A D A 'Coz the P'll hollow the gun to holla at, son Muah, I'm that nigga, y'all know that do it Holiday Style, double R's comin' for war
J A D A 'Coz the P'll hollow the gun to holla at, son Muah, I'm that nigga, y'all know that do it Holiday Style, double R's comin' for war
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