Jada's Got a G** Video (MV)

In the streets shit is f*cking real out hear
No doubt
Niggas be hating
For sure
Violating
F*ck em
But you need to know

Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run

And I been had one so don't forget that
357 magnum with no kickback
Put em all in your six pack
For a big stack
And I never keep the money where I keep the clips at
Violating get you one in your throat
Still dating your heat, but me and my guns elope
When I die burry me with the totes
In case I run into a lil bit of drama where ever I go
And I won't hesitate make you levitate
Hit you with the titanium 38
And its featherweight
Bullets like good dope
High will keep 'em coming
Kill a couple niggas then everybody want 'em
Who gonna shoot and who gonna brawl
If push come to shove everybody know you gonna fall
And I got mine on me
The automaty or the forty cali or even the black glock nine homie

Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run

I got a gun with two hundred shots
I'm the reason you moved your family to a hole new other block
I got shit that could wake up the deaf
That will knock down the door and break up the steps
Don't even bother wearing a vest
'Cause these ain't the kinda slugs that's gon' get lodged in your chest
Got a night time scope that can see through the walls
So just to get shit cracking I'ma tear up you're dog
I'ma show you whats dumbing out
And you can believe whatever I shoot is coming off or coming out
And don't even try running out
'Cause the 44 mag will leave you're ass by another house
This is Jadakiss
I'm spraying everything I see in my radius
The kid stay blazing shit
Which gun is my favorite
I dunno I got 'em all from the old to the latest shit

Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run

The guns and the sneakers made jada
The bitches and the refer came later
With the money and the haters
But ima humble kid
Still put the pump in your baby mother mouth make her mumble where you live
25 years no felony I'm telling y'all
Why you think I saved it, to blow a nigga mellon off
As a young boy always carried the cap gun
And fell in love with it first time I clapped one
Now I'm a grown man more mature and pleasant
And like hitting niggas in the jaw with the dessert
And everybody gotta gun why not me
You gotta keep it on you now its just like ID
And I never seen a man cry till I seen a man shot
F*ck pride bullets is too damn hot
So if you ain't got one then you gotta run
Handle it
Or tell the whole world that

Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run

Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run