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, we head strong Fricky, fricky, fricky Ms. Jade Y'all know, pimp in my walk Pimp in my talk y'all don't wanna start Niggaz can't ever play they [Incomprehensible] So I quit dealin' wit yo [Incomprehensible] 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 [Incomprehensible] 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 [Incomprehensible] 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'ma 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 [Incomprehensible] Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong I gotta hold on 'Cos niggaz 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 niggaz love me, seen niggaz 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,[Incomprehensible] still playin' them games Hustle for [Incomprehensible], 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 [Incomprehensible] Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong I gotta hold on 'Cos niggaz in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong Why these niggaz 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 [Incomprehensible] 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 [Incomprehensible] Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong I gotta hold on 'Cos niggaz 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 [Incomprehensible] Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong I gotta hold on 'Cos niggaz in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong Ah, ah, you dead wrong Ah, you dead wrong, oh Ah, ah, you dead wrong