Текст песни Jadakiss - None of Y'all Betta

[Intro: Styles P] It's sorta like the Holy Trinity. I'ma say... I say it's like three different guns, you fuckin' faggots! Get shot three different ways. Matter fact, make that six different ways, Gun in each hand,' bitch! None of y'all better! If it is, name it, We'll squash you, ASAP, feel it! [Hook:] Ain't none of y'all better. Ain't none of y'all better. [Verse 1: Styles P] All I know, niggas, give me all my dough, Like Boston George comin' through with all my blow, Right now I'm tryna 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 tryna screw up your plans, 'Cause 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 DeNiro '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 'cause 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! [Hook:] Ain't none of y'all better. What y'all know about... Put in my work... On the block. Ain't none of y'all better. Let you know it's all real. Is it real? Yeah, son! Ain't none of y'all better. What y'all know about... Put in my work... On the block. Ain't none of y'all better. Bet you know it's all real. Is it real? Yeah, son! Ain't none of y'all better. [Verse 2: Sheek Louch] Let's get it poppin', my nigga, Load the TEC 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, mothafucka, the OX, mothafucka, The reason why you shouldn't cop drops, mothafucka, Like it's something for me to shoot your pops, mothafucka, what? [Hook:] Ain't none of y'all better. What y'all know about... Put in my work... On the block. Ain't none of y'all better. Let you know it's all real. Is it real? Yeah, son! Ain't none of y'all better. What y'all know about... Put in my work... On the block. Ain't none of y'all better. Bet you know it's all real. Is it real? Yeah, son! Ain't none of y'all better. [Verse 3: Jadakiss] Ayo, the dope's in the rice, the coke's in the Pyrex Over the stove and I'm 'bout to hit it with the ice, Runners love to pump the bomb, Ain't no more fair ones, now niggas'll jump your moms. The 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 8th in a new Z, 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, mothafucka, 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? [Hook:] Ain't none of y'all better. What y'all know about... Put in my work... On the block. Ain't none of y'all better. Let you know it's all real. Is it real? Yeah, son! Ain't none of y'all better. What y'all know about... Put in my work... On the block. Ain't none of y'all better. Bet you know it's all real. Is it real? Yeah, son! Ain't none of y'all better.
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