Shoot Outs

[Verse 1: Jadakiss & Styles P]

Let's go

Feds in the precinct lookin at our picture

If rap don't work we gonna get it like Guy Fisher

I was taught to ride with them niggas that'll die with ya

Headed OT? Then bring some pies with ya

Buy your man a lambo and tell him to fly with ya

Or throw the nigga jewels and tell him to shine with ya

I shine

You shine

Like smith n wesson you don't wanna feel the ghost

Or the kiss of death n'

Tubs still lift up

So do the sink now

Pablo escobar shit

Buyin a clink now

Dead presidents shit

Robbin the Brinks now

100 shot tommy guns

Hell of a stink now

[Chorus: Jadakiss & Styles P]

J-A-D-A

Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son

Muah, im that nigga ya'll know that

Do it Holiday Style

Double R is Comin for War

[Verse 2: Jadakiss & Styles P]

On the average day we smoke about a quarter

And everything is bad for a nigga nowadays

So we drink a lot of water

Talk about you so rich

Nigga you so bitch

That your parents probably think they got a daughter

Yeah we them boys that bring all the terror

We persevered through all the eras

Lay niggas down with all berettas

Everything in the bag--chains, watches...

...all your leathers

So you can act funny with yourselves

I'm in the hood with dope

Sacks is filled twenty after twelve

A sign of the times kitchen cook 38, 38 treys

That remind you of dimes

[Chorus: Jadakiss & Styles P]

J-A-D-A

Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son

Muah, im that nigga ya'll know that

Do it Holiday Style

Double R is Comin for War

[Verse 3: Jadakiss & Styles P]

Hustlers, entrepreneurs

Anything to do with the hood

That's what we responsible for

Battin you down

Knifin you up

Stompin your jaw

Bail a nigga out for stealing something out on the tour

And they makin technology to try and screw niggas

I'm good long as an old gun will kill a new nigga

Yall dudes with 9 lives got one life left

And controversy sells but it ain't like death

So pop him in the head till his brains start to fizz on him

I ain't sell my soul to the devil, I bought his from him

Waitin on the day they say jesus is gonna come

So god bless yall niggas cuz i'm sneezing with my gun

Ah-choo

Bless you

You ain't D Block or Double R nigga

No doubt I'mma stretch you

Imma shoot back 10 feet

I'mma catch you

Real brutal shit

Make sure I snap your neck too

SLR or the Aston Mar'

Lamborghini or the Porsche with the crashin bars

Iced out

Or wear no ice at all

100 Gs on the dice game

Life's a ball

Listen up -- if you real get real estate

We the best in the game, that ain't a real debate

And they never had AK's peel they face

Cuz it's written in the stars for us to seal your fate

Time to skate

[Chorus: Jadakiss & Styles P]

J-A-D-A

Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son

Muah, im that nigga ya'll know that

Do it Holiday Style

Double R is Comin for War