None of Y'all Betta
Album: Kiss tha Game Goodbye
Release Date: 3/27/01
Label: Interscope Records
Explicit version of "None of Y'all Betta" lyrics
It's sorta like the Holy Trinity
So I'm saying
I say it's like three different guns you f*****' fagots
Get shot three different ways
Matter fact
Gun in each hand b****
None of y'all betta
Ain't none of y'all betta
If it is name
We'll squash you
All I know
Like Boston George comin' through with all my blow
Right now I'm tryin' to charter a jet
F*** this hit the Panama Canal and get a harder connect
Step on your toes
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
Like the boss of New York
Kill a m*********** '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
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 f*** I want
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
It's Sheek Louch
I shoot broad daylight right in front of the mark
I put 28 holes through the icy car
F*** around
If I don't see the badge I'm clappin' the D's
Lox m***********
The reason why you shouldn't cop drops m***********
Like it's something for me to shoot your pops m***********
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
Over the stove and I'm bout to hit it with the ice
Runners love to pump the bomb
They know no fair ones
You God minus the 12 Disciples
I pop up
If I don't like 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
F****** want you to kill 'em in a hurry
It f**** me up
You could flip
In my block still doin twenty-five a day
Know you work out
But the twelve gauge'll have your six pack on ice
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
Ain't none if y'all betta
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