*(jadakiss)*
yo its jay-da-kisssssssssssss
an another one
uh huh
jus` bring it to em`
eh yo what up ma?
*(latin woman)*
aya poppy, give it to me baby
(jerking noises)
*(jay)*ahhhhh, ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh!
*(door opens)*
*(gangsta)* nigga what the fuck u doin!
*(jada)*na yo what up, na it ain`t like that homie
*(gangsta)*what tha fuck u mean it ain`t like that?
(gunshots)
*(jada)*thats what the fuck i mean nig
yo yo yo yo
emcee`s catch cold feet when i hold heat
creap to a low beat and kay slay like street sweep
albums of 2000 poundin` muthafuckas like no more public housin`
jada levelin` niggas to the groundin`
buckin` in your spouse`n
bringin` drama like osama and breakin` up thousands
fuck the game
the game wants us
we clip so hard souls of our enemy`s taunt us
to pull more triggers fuckit
i grab my gunz and buck`it
like nas u gotta love`it when i touch it
on the mic jada flow toughest
remember that
*(girls singing)*
jada jada jada kiss
where have u been and what is this?
how many times have i told ya i`m not ya bitch
if u like flirting with death, then here, go slit your wrists
*(jadakiss)*
bitch, fuck you.