*(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.