In the streets

%#@! it $#&@in' real out here


^!$$%s be hatin', violatin'


But you need to know




Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun


^!$$%s clear out, (*##$es duck and run

Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun


^!$$%s clear out, (*##$es duck and run




And I been had one so don't forget that


357 Magnum wit 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





Violatin' get you one in your throat

You still datin' your heat but me and my guns elope


When I die bury me with the toast


In case I run into a little bit of drama wherever I go




And I won't hesitate, make you levitate


Hit you with the titanium, 38 and it's featherweight

Bullets like good dope how I keep 'em coming


Kill a couple ^!$$%s then everybody want 'em




Who gon' shoot and who gon' brawl


If push comes to shove everybody know, you gon' fall


And I got mine on me

The automatic or the 40 Cali or even the black glock nine on me





Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun

^!$$%s clear out, (*##$es duck and run


Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun


^!$$%s clear out, (*##$es duck and run




I got a gun wit 200 shots


I'm the reason you moved your family to a whole new other block

I got %#@! that could wake up the deaf


That'll knock down the door and break up the steps




Don't even bother wearin' a vest

'Cuz these ain't the kinda slugs that's gon' get lodged in your chest

Gotta nighttime scope that could see through the walls


So just to get %#@! crackin' I'ma tear up your dog




I'ma show you what's dumbin' out

And you could believe whatever I shoot it's comin' off or comin' out

And don't even try runnin' out


'Cuz the 44 Mag'll leave your $$# by another house



This is Jadakiss, I'm sprayin' everything' I see in my radius


The kids stay blazin' %#@!

Which gun is my favorite?

I don't know I got 'em all from the old to the latest %#@!




Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun

^!$$%s clear out, (*##$es duck and run

Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun


^!$$%s clear out, (*##$es duck and run



Guns and the sneakers made Jada


The (*##$es and the reefer came later

With the money and the haters but I'm a humble kid

Still put the pump in your baby mother mouth

Make her mumble where you live




25 years, no felony, I'm tellin' y'all

Why you think I saved it, to blow a ^!$$% melon off


As a young boy always carried a cap gun

And fell in love wit it first time I clapped one



Now I'm a grown man, more mature and pleasant

And like hittin' ^!$$%s in the jaw with the desert

And everybody got a gun, why not me?

You gotta keep it on you now it's just like ID



And I never seen a man cry 'til I seen a man shot

$#&@ 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

^!$$%s clear out, (*##$es duck and run

Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun

^!$$%s clear out, (*##$es duck and run



Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun

^!$$%s clear out, (*##$es duck and run

Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun

^!$$%s clear out, (*##$es duck and run