Still just happy to be here, y`know?
Funk Flex, Volume 4, let`s do it
[Jadakiss]
Uh-huh, uhh..
Two thousand, what, what, yo
I be the K-I double to the death and that`s that
If niggaz half nice, then that mean they half wack
Aqua blue Viper, whyn`t you try to pass that
With bitches that`ll snipe you where you buy your hash at
I even give daps to niggaz I blast at
And y`all gon` give me my ASCAP, or get your ass capped
I take the clip out, and hit you with the back of the gun
Then put it back in and shoot you in the back if you run
Call me Jada, I love to clap the shit out a hater
Give my lawyer seven then give him another three later
Cause you know it cost a hundred to beat it
And I lost plenty fights, but my gun is still undefeated
Cause I`m tryin to be around like Boston Baked Beans
Gave so many samples out, that it`s hard to shake fiends
Since a young boy, I was taught to mind my neck
And since a grown man, I was taught to sign my checks
And I don`t want drama, but if you do I`m killin your children
Go to any project in the world and chill in the buildin
Hit me later, I think not, I keep the glock
And drive around with no coat cause my seats is hot
Fuck buyin a Range, if I ain`t with my son I`m gettin high
or either with my niggaz, at the firin range
While y`all clown niggaz keep jokin, and get treated like ashes
I clip y`all off and keep smokin
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I don`t care who you with, or who you get
Or what you got, all of that`ll get you shot
Everybody in the world know Kiss is hot
Everybody in the world know Kiss is hot
[Jadakiss]
Ay yo, I got a lotta shit on my chest
and niggaz wanna put more on it; so I gotta put on my vest
You got grazed in the head so that mean you was duckin
Seen my shades by your bed so that mean I was fuckin
While you was out frontin, I was in, nothin for nothin
All in ya honey, walkin `round countin ya money
Holdin ya stacks, in the closet loadin ya gats
Feedin ya curs, skeetin all over ya furs
Right before yo` ass come home I`m peelin the tar
And have the shorties like, Damn, Jay willied the car
I`m like God, cause y`all can`t touch me or see me
But y`all know I`m there and y`all know that y`all need me
New five wagon, with the old Bebe`s
And I`m an old G so I listen to old CD`s
My rocks is so rippy, if you was watchin arms in a party
you won`t skip me
I`m like a nigga in jail waitin
so come get me
But if the job ain`t done quickly and done swiftly
you catchin one-fifty
Cross your face, then I bang you in the stomach
And make sure I go in your pockets after you vomit
If that ain`t good enough, I`m a light things up
Cause they love me in the hood, I`m like the ice cream truck
Nigga, this is to the general public
When you hear the name Jadakiss nigga, ain`t nothin above it
Fuck it
[Chorus]
