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Artist: Jadakiss Song: Shoot Outs lyrics Album: Kiss Of Death
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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