Текст (слова) песни: Jadakiss f Styles P - Shoot Outs

(JADAKISS)
(STYLES P)

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 thatl die with ya
Headed OT? Then bring some pies with ya
Buy your man a lambo and tell him to fly with ya
Or throw the nigga jewels and tell him to shine with ya
I shine
You shine
Like smith n wesson you don`t wanna feel the ghost
Or the kiss of death n`
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

[Chorus]
J-A-D-A
`Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son
Muah, im that nigga ya`ll know that
Do it Holiday Style
Double R is Comin for War

On the average day we smoke about a quarter
And everythings 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 barettas
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

[Chorus]

Hustlers, entreprenaurs
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
And they makin technology to trya nd screw niggas
I`m good long as an old gun will kill a new nigga
Yall dudes with 9 lives got one life left
And controversy sells but it aint like death
So pop him in the head til his brains start to fizz on him
I aint sell my soul to the devil, I bought his from him
Waitin on the day they say jesus is gonna come
So god bless yall niggas cuz im sneezing with my gun

Ah-choo
Bless you
You aint D Block or Double R nigga
No doubt imma stretch you
Imma shoot back 10 feet
Imma 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 aint a real debate
And they never had AK`s peelin face
Cuz its written in the starts for us to seal your fate
Time to skate

[Chorus]

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