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JADAKISS lyrics : "None Of Y'All Betta"

(feat. Styles, Sheek)


It's sorta like the Holy Trinity...
I'ma say...
I say it's like three different guns you $#&@in !@$)gots

Get shot three different ways
Matter fact, make that six different ways
Gun in each hand (*##$

None of y'all betta
[Primo scratch twice-- Jadakiss] - "Aint none of y'all betta"
If it is name it

We'll squash you, ASAP, feel it

All I know, ^!$$%s give me all my dough

Like Boston George comin through with all my blow
Right now I'm tryin to charter a jet
$#&@ this hit the Panama C!@#^ 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 ^!$$%s for !@%!e

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 DeNiro 'cept they call me Paniro
Sad Styles still spin that arrow, $#&@ it
Like the boss of New York, you know how I feel

Kill a mother$#&@er cuz a corpse don't talk (no doubt)
Sixteen in the joint wit one in the head
If the bullets had legs have them run in your head, (*##$

[Primo scratches:]
[Jadakiss] - "aint none of y'all betta..."

[Sonja Blade] - "what y'all know about..." [Styles P] - " put in my work..."
[Sheek] - "on the block..."
[Jadakiss] - "aint none if y'all betta..." [Styles P] - "but you know it's all real..."

[Tef and Billy Danze] - "Is it real? Yeah son!"
[Jadakiss] - "aint none of y'all betta..." [Sonja Blade] - "what y'all know about..."
[Styles P] - "put in my work..." [Sheek] - "on the block..."

[Jadakiss] - "aint none of y'all betta..." [Styles P] - "bet you know it's all real..."
[Tef and Billy Danze] - "Is it real? Yeah son!"
[Jadakiss] - "aint none of y'all betta..."

Let's get it poppin my ^!$$%

Load the tech up and go shoppin my ^!$$%
and I don't mean the mall or no Gucci store
You know what the $#&@ 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 aint got no heart
I shoot broad daylight right in front of the mark

I put 28 holes through the icy car
$#&@ around, like the God won't squeeze
If I don't see the badge I'm clappin the D's

LOX mother$#&@er, the OX mother$#&@er
The reason why you shouldn't cop drops mother$#&@er
Like it's something for me to shoot your pops mother$#&@er, what

[Primo scratches]

Ayo the dopes and the rice, the !@%!es 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 ^!$$%s'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
!@^#gots want you to kill 'em in a hurry

It $#&@s me up, like they aint got no money to get buried
You could flip, I'll survive m'kay, mother$#&@er
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?

[Primo scratches]

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