Lyrics Dead Wrong - Ms. Jade
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
Y'all
know,
pimp
in
my
walk
Pimp
in
my
talk
y'all
don't
wanna
start
Niggas
can't
ever
play
they?
So
I
quit
dealin
wit
yo?
with
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
Get
a
bitch?
if
he
gon'
trash
them
things
Buyin
up
all
the
bar
Strummin
like
strings
on
a
guitars
Think
one
minute
I'm
up
by
the?
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
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
drive
for
your?
Man
you
must
have
made
a
wrong
turn,
dead
wrong
I
gotta
hold
on
Cos
niggas
in
these
streets
is
dead
wrong,
dead
wrong
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
Go
get
'em
on
the
grind,
grind
Like
a
fiend
for
the
white
in
the
heat
of
the
night,
night
Get
your
wait
up
today,???
still
playin
them
games
Hustle
for?,
rings
give
me
the
chains
Oops
my
Betty
ain't
part
of
the
game
I
got
friends
in
the
front
Ho's
in
the
back,
Nate
Dogg
in
the
'lac
Timbaland
on
the
track
Bubba
Sparxxx,
Petey
Pab
and
Sebast
in
the
back
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
drive
for
your?
Man
you
must
have
made
a
wrong
turn,
dead
wrong
I
gotta
hold
on
Cos
niggas
in
these
streets
is
dead
wrong,
dead
wrong
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
ho's
be
walkin
round
broke
thinkin
they
superstars
Them
things
they
get
in
cars,
Awnaw
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
then
you
walkin
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
You
know
you
dead
wrong
so
you
ought
to
be
afraid
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
drive
for
your?
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
drive
for
your?
Man
you
must
have
made
a
wrong
turn,
dead
wrong
I
gotta
hold
on
Cos
niggas
in
these
streets
is
dead
wrong,
dead
wrong
Ah,
ah,
you
dead
wrong
Ah,
you
dead
wrong,
oh
Ah,
ah,
you
dead
wrong
You
dead
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