Artist: Styles P f/ Jadakiss Album: Shots Fired 12" Song: Shots Fired Typed by: ArsenalGear1776@yahoo.com Jadakiss: D-Block, Double R, Time Is Money... Niggaz is cowards. Load up nigga Styles P: Let's go J: Yo, we woulda been killed you S: Why even bother, nigga? J: You ratted on Prim S: He prolly ya father, nigga J: In New York you was never a don S: Niggaz knew you was a rat when you made Ghetto Koran J: Had names in the daily news S: Shot you nine times J: You could barely move S: D-Block got the tenth shot J: Fuck it... S: Let's air the dude You dissed Ja Rule J: Took his style and ran wit it S: Singin' on the hooks the same J: Bitch you done Scanned wit it S: And don't try to diss a D-Block crook J: Fuck sales, you hear your boss on a D-Block hook We do shows in New York S: Nigga we not shook J: If it's war get the four S: Put his head to the floor J: So we can show his faggot man how his Reeboks look S: And you could all die in an instant J: For instance... S: Tre pound leave ya ass smokin' like incense J: The four pound'll make ya man smoke like a Winston [HOOK] Shots fired J: Man in a hole nigga Shots fired S: Tell G Unit to roll, nigga Shots fired J: Nine times? The tenth one'll do it to him Shots fired S: Somebody better tell him we'll ruin him Shots fired J: 50 keep runnin' his lips, nigga Shots fired S: Damn, you already been hit, nigga Shots fired J: We don't give a fuck if you rich, nigga Shots fired S: Get the fuck off our dicks, nigga Shots fired S: Get Rich or Die Tryin'... J: Was a classic S: Now you rich and you tryin' to die... J: You'ze a dumb bastard S: We gon' be hesitant, can't see the beast J: And you roll wit more police than the muthafuckin' president S: Bitch nigga, he get peeled J: Like we ain't know he cock-blocked Game out his Reebok deal S: Plus he had the label like “Don't let him drop” J: “Let my niggaz drop first so they won't let it rock” & S: Bitch-made nigga J: Got a problem wit us? Come see us wit a gun S: Or a switchblade, nigga J: Damn, we thought you knew S: Got ya shit sprayed, nigga J: You been pussy since that sheepskin S: Fifth grade nigga J: Niggaz stole ya bike... S: Cuz you was pussy J: Tried to take ya life... S: Cuz you was pussy J: Now we gon' take ya mic... S: Cuz you was pussy J: Left the hood and hired the cops Just your luck S: We the ones dat fire dem shots [HOOK] J: You wasn't real wit me S: Now you gotta deal wit me J: Imma get you the same tombstone as the real 50 S: For all of y'all who hear us The bigger the nigga is, the more pallbearers J: Y'all be wit the cops, we the 4-4 wearers S: Y'all scared of the block, same ones we tear up Don't get near us J: You could never worry me S: I know you been to jail... J: You also been to therapy S: In the hood ‘til they bury me J: I heard you did a Shock bid in Lakeview If my man woulda knew then he woulda ate you S: How bout... J: He was in the bunk right next to you And I coulda made him put a L-O-X on you S: All you niggaz together ain't got enough bars for us Heard a bunch of shit from y'all, none of it was hard to us J: Kill his ass if there's no cops & he's not wired S: You can't come back to New York, nigga Shots Fired [HOOK]