Y'all Haters

[Intro]

L-O-X, D-Block, Swizz Beatz

It's almost over y'all

Jada, how real is that?

Lights out niggas!

[Chorus]

(Jada) What's my motherfuckin' name?

(Jada) And who ain't fuckin' with huh?

(Y'all haters) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh

Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO?

(Jada) What's my motherfuckin' name?

(Jada) And who ain't fuckin' with huh?

(Y'all haters) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh

Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO

[Verse]

From the crack spots down in D.C., powder or the rock

Jadakiss, motherfucker, from the, the, the block

Top five dead or alive, it's still the same

Said the real niggas is back to kill the lames

But somethin' ain't right, it don't feel the same

At this point in life, I'm too real to change

Dipped in my stash, splurged on the dweller

S550 coupe light yellow

Outside, I'm good for three; Mike Miller

If I get a DM from your girl, I might drill her

Hand-to-hand, I sold more grams than Thriller

All I fuck with is ballplayers and killers

Niggas is just gettin' ill, I been iller

Bank account similar to Ben Stiller's

I dick down chicks, all emerged in my veins

After I get 'em, send 'em with birds on a plane

I'm tryin' to be beefin' with all these nerds in the game

Purple haze and heroin merged with the 'caine

Messin' with Jada, another rapper found slain

Usually they actors that try to act around dames

I've realized that you cats are wowin'

I can't stop them, my stacks are Yao Ming

'fore you even know it, murder, BANG {*gunshot*}

I ain't seen shit and I ain't heard a thing

You heard the name

[Chorus]

(Jada) What's my motherfuckin' name?

(Jada) And who ain't fuckin' with huh?

(Y'all haters) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh

Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO?

(Jada) What's my motherfuckin' name?

(Jada) And who ain't fuckin' with huh?

(Y'all haters) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh

Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO