*(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.