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]