None Of Y'all Betta Lyrics - Kiss Tha Game Goodbye - Jadakiss

It's sorta like the Holy Trinity 

So I'm saying 

I say it's like three different guns you fuckin' fagots 

Get shot three different ways 

Matter fact, make that six different ways 

Gun in each hand bitch 

None of y'all betta 

Ain't none of y'all betta 

If it is name 

We'll squash you, A S A P, feel it 

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All I know, niggas give me all my dough 

Like Boston George comin' through with all my blow 

Right now I'm tryin' to charter a jet 

Fuck this hit the Panama Canal and get a harder connect 

Step on your toes, mess with your hoes, shoot up your mans 

Come through the block tryin' to screw up your plans 

'Cuz I still rob niggas for coke 

Understand I'm the first one they call when they gettin' the dope 

I'm the one who prick your finger when they give you the oath 

I'm the one who made the hit when they bring you the toast 

Like Pacino and De-Niro 'cept they call me Paniro 

Sad Styles still spin that arrow, fuck it 

Like the boss of New York, you know how I feel 

Kill a motherfucker 'cuz a corpse don't talk 

(No doubt) 

Sixteen in the joint wit one in the head 

If the bullets had legs have them run in your head, bitch 

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Ain't none of y'all betta 

What y'all know about 

Put in my work 

On the block 

Ain't none if y'all betta 

But you know it's all real 

Is it real? Yeah son! 

Ain't none of y'all betta 

What y'all know about 

Put in my work 

On the block 

Ain't none of y'all betta 

Bet you know it's all real 

Is it real? Yeah son! 

Ain't none of y'all betta 

Let's get it poppin' my nigga 

Load the tech up and go shoppin' my nigga 

And I don't mean the mall or no Gucci store 

You know what the fuck I want, bricks of raw 

And I'm too old to make less than a hundred a year 

If it means wavin' the hammer and leavin' you there 

If it means grabbin' your kids out daycare 

Somebody losin' a seed, pay or bleed 

It's Sheek Louch, I ain't got no heart 

I shoot broad daylight right in front of the mark 

I put 28 holes through the icy car 

Fuck around, like the God won't squeeze 

If I don't see the badge I'm clappin' the D's 

Lox motherfucker, the ox motherfucker 

The reason why you shouldn't cop drops motherfucker 

Like it's something for me to shoot your pops motherfucker, what 

Ain't none of y'all betta 

What y'all know about 

Put in my work 

On the block 

Ain't none if y'all betta 

But you know it's all real 

Is it real? Yeah son! 

Ain't none of y'all betta 

What y'all know about 

Put in my work 

On the block 

Ain't none of y'all betta 

Bet you know it's all real 

Is it real? Yeah son! 

Ain't none of y'all betta 

Ayo the dopes and the rice, the cokes and the pyrex 

Over the stove and I'm bout to hit it with the ice 

Runners love to pump the bomb 

They know no fair ones, now niggas'll jump they moms 

You God minus the 12 Disciples 

I pop up, all you see is shells and rifles 

If I don't like you, I'ma kill you not fight you 

I bite a little piece of your ear off like Mike do 

And everybody gon' follow me now 

Down eighth and an oozie mahogany brown 

Faggots want you to kill 'em in a hurry 

It fucks me up, like they ain't got no money to get buried 

You could flip, I'll survive m'kay, motherfucker 

In my block still doin twenty-five a day 

Know you work out, chest and your back all nice 

But the twelve gauge'll have your six pack on ice, what? 

Ain't none of y'all betta 

What y'all know about 

Put in my work 

On the block 

Ain't none if y'all betta 

But you know it's all real 

Is it real? Yeah son! 

Ain't none if y'all betta 

Let you know, let you know it's all real 

Ain't none if y'all betta