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Jadakiss

Genres: Hip-Hop

Keep The Gunz Cocked Remix Lyrics - Jadakiss

f/ Kartoon 

 

[Hook] 

Keep the gun cocked 

Keep the gun cocked 

Keep the gun cocked 

The hood know what it is 

Keep the gun cocked 

Keep the gun cocked 

Represent Double R 

The hood know what it is 

Keep the gun cocked 

Keep the gun cocked 

Boost the crime rate 

The hood know what it is 

I'm in the hood 'cause I fuck with the thugs 

Tryin' to figure out why the money never added up to the love 

 

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[Verse 1] 

I be around but I just be outta sight 

And I'ma be spittin till the world run outta mics 

In the hood till the projects run outta mice 

Bettin' heavy 'till the bodegas run outta dice 

And I'm workin with more hammers than you can imagine 

And when I get in the booth I do it with passion niggaz 

It's the same old kiss mango six 

Seats suede listening to something Sheek just laid 

And sometimes I feel I oughta chill 

And I ain't scared but I guess it's only right 

when you rein' with a quarter mill 

Your ends go up your mens go down 

It's like tryin to roll a dutch with the windows down 

And I'm comin from the gulliest blocks 

Winter time drug game slow my niggaz 

pump skullies and socks 

But I ain't gonna challenge you to talk 

I'ma see you when I see you with the bats, 

hi calibers and hawks- what 

 

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[Hook] 

 

[Verse 2] 

Ayo you hatin' on Infa.Red get on line 

I got more fans than the project building in the summer time 

Shit on your idol smack your prot? 

Kick your moms in the back crack her vertebrae 

And fagots only respect pressure 

If you ballin' why you staring at old 

Moet bottles on your dresser 

And I'm not the one to brag 

But I put more red dots on you than a target bag 

I sew your body up in a mattress 

Put you in the basement use you for target practice 

I feel like Q when her pushed Bishop off the roof 

These niggaz in the hood keep sayin I got the juice 

I'm a hustler first a rapper second 

Don't tell Hove or L.A. Reid that's off the record 

I just tripled my advance 

you Hummer stuntin like you got birds 

you only getting points off grams-cock sucka 

 

[Hook] 

 

[Verse 3] 

I don't wanna hear about your set or wherever you claim 

Don't tell me 'bout oh boy, whatever his name 

Don't you know in anybody hood barettas'll reign 

New York don't think O-dog is jealous of Kane 

I'm never mad at a nigga about the letter he bang 

I tell niggaz to get they money up and better they aim 

Controversial sales'll let me make a controversial statement 

I will murder everybody in this game stop hatin' 

If it's true that the rap game ain't far from coke 

I could tell you how many bubbles in a bar of soap 

I'm Double R biatch that's V.I.P 

Ghetto parks on me, street niggaz might need to see ID 

K in the truck on the low-low 

Even got the house on hydrolics it's jumpin with doe doe 

Keep a lil something somethin' kissin that waist 

Cali go hard never mention that place 

 

[Hook] 

 

[Verse 4] 

It's Flashy y'all yeah I spit the cockiest bars 

So if there's beef nigga then see me I'm not a mirage 

I rock with a R so if anything pops I'm involved 

The six sawyers poppin' 'em all and the problem is solved 

See Ruff Ryders's like a religion I follow the laws 

Stick to code violating bodies'll fall 

Its not an option to starve 

That's why I stay in the booth like prison guards when they watchin' the yard 

And yeah I heard they callin Flashy 

insane 'cause I ain't change 

Got a new deal and I still catch a cab or a train 

I'm still the same nigga packaging caine 

Rolling up L after L like cool J was on the back of my name 

So if its drama niggaz know where I live 

But I guarantee you'll pay some 

repercussions for approaching the crib 

'cause if the raps ain't soak in your 

wig then ice pokin' your ribs 

'cause when its beef the hood know what it is- Nigga 

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