Dead Wrong

[Intro: Timbaland] Ms. Jade Nate Dogg Timbaland We head strong, we head strong We head strong, we head strong Ms. Jade Nate Dogg Timbaland We head strong, we head strong We head strong, fricky-fricky, Ms. Jade [Verse 1: Ms. Jade] Got all, pimp in my walk Pimp in my talk y'all don't wanna start Niggas can't never play they part So I quit dealin' wit y'all and throw away the cars I ain't got to price them things Keep it comin, cops rollin like them things Get 'em for their cash and things Then a bitch til it's empty then we trash them things Buyin up all the bar Strummin like strings on a guitars Think one minute I'ma buy the broad Now you can steady stop gleamin the floor I spit shit for the drops In a square bench truck nigga blastin The LOX Better dial up the cops Wait till they come I'm a show you what I got [Hook: Nate Dogg] Head strong End up on the pavement dead wrong, dead wrong Rest of my chrome Once I get my paper, I'm gone, same song I pay for your dome Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong I gotta hold on Cos niggas in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong [Verse 2: Ms. Jade] I been in the hood, hood Been to the islands, been to the woods, woods Smoked by the lake, lake Seen niggas love me, seen niggas hate, hate Let me freak it one time, time Same in the dark and the same in the light, light Little ghetto girl grind, grind Like a fiend for the white in the heat of the night, night Get your weight up today Dead wrong grown still playin them games Hustle for boots, jewels and chains Oops my Betty ain't part of the game I got friends in the front Fo's in the back, Nate Dogg in the 'lac Timbaland on the track Bubba Sparxxx, Petey Pab and Sebast in the back [Hook: Nate Dogg] Head strong End up on the pavement dead wrong, dead wrong Rest of my chrome Once I get my paper, I'm gone, same song I pay for your dome Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong I gotta hold on Cos niggas in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong [Verse 3: Ms. Jade] Why these niggas hate hard Spit many flows, many styles, comin way hard Never was known as a thug but you say you are These hoes be walkin round broke thinkin they superstars Them things they get in cars, oh naw! Never been here before But if you want a war you better make sure Dog that you all the way down to the floor Trust, have you haul-assing out of the door Gotta break lanes They spittin pork that ain't beef they don't say names It's Ms. Jade motherfucker, I will break Danes I'm from the 'hood born and raised I can take pain, name I can take pain, name See it ain't that I'm great And it ain't that I'm paid And it ain't that I'm ? I'm a bitch just came out the cage And You know you dead wrong so you ought to be afraid [Hook: Nate Dogg] Head strong End up on the pavement dead wrong, dead wrong Rest of my chrome Once I get my paper, I'm gone, same song I pay for your dome Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong I gotta hold on Cos niggas in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong Head strong End up on the pavement dead wrong, dead wrong Rest of my chrome Once I get my paper, I'm gone, same song I pay for your dome Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong I gotta hold on Cos niggas in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong [Outro: Timbaland] Ah, ah, you dead wrong Ah, you dead wrong, oh Ah, ah, you dead wrong You dead