Un-Hunh! Lyrics - Jadakiss feat. DMX

DMX Kiss tha Game Goodbye cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2001-8-7
Genre: Hip Hop
Style: Thug Rap
length: 4:23
performer: DMX
Here we go again

Yeah, yo Kiss

What up dog?

These *****s running around here like they controlling this ****

No doubt

Let's show these *****s how to take hold of this ****

That's what I'm talking about baby

For real baby

Let's get it on

I only gave you the crown so I could shoot it off your ****ing head
Why y'all *****s ****ing dead, you heard what the **** I said
I talk **** cause I walk ****, start ****, New York ****
The hawk ****, spark ****, the dark ****
And it been that way, **** how a ***** live it's gon' end that way
*****s is part of a game that I don't play
Never catch dog carrying what I don't weigh
That's three 45s, one 38, 173 pounds straight out the gate
I don't hate, got no beef but knock a ***** off quick
And I'm mad like a ***** and a ***** with a soft ****
Get off this, ****ing with X, but on some other ****
Why the **** you ****ing with X? You must be ****ing with X
Go catch a chicken, ****ing with me you goin' catch a whipping

[Chorus: Jadakiss and DMX]
here we go again [Repeat: x8]

Look don't try to apologize on your two way
Sympathy don't amuse me, go get your uzi
And let's make a real movie
Play bad guy and good guy til the hood die
Toast why y'all cowards
Now I know the reason why Pac ain't really like most why y'all cowards
I'ma show you how to swing the chrome for real
Dog this year we goin' bring it home for real
What you want to bet the llama'll squash you
I been had a white fan base before the signing of Marshall
Boy Kiss is thorough, hit your girl
Put it all up her stomach til she earl
Why y'all *****s ain't nice ya lucky
So **** it I'ma sell dope long as the price is lovely
And it ain't only the voice it's the bars of death
DMX and Jadakiss ***** guard ya chest


When is they getting off our dicks, them *****s is clowns
How many dogs you let go up, still getting down
Like 'face said, last of a dying breed
For stomach and I feed still trying to eat
Lead by greed that's when you **** up
Why y'all *****s gonna know when we hungry, you get stuck up
(What what?)
What's up? **** a ***** yelling
Why-O ************ for real, yo Kiss tell 'em

Sheet could kill, stomp *****s out boot the grill
I'll give you a reason why I'm the truth for real
*****s can't **** with Kiss, I mean that
Had to stop eating red meat cause I ate too many Beanie-Macs
I'm not one of them *****s and since you so righteous
Don't make me send your *** to Ala quicker
*****s gas you to force your hand
Realistically you just a worker and your boss is my man

[Chorus: x2]

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CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Jada's Got a Gun
  • 3 Show Discipline
  • 4 Knock Yourself Out
  • 5 We Gonna Make It
  • 6 None of Y'all Betta
  • 7 Stick Yourself (skit)
  • 8 I'm a Gangsta
  • 9 Nasty Girl
  • 10 Put Ya Hands Up
  • 11 Jay Jerkin' (skit)
  • 12 On My Way
  • 13 Cruisin'
  • 14 Kiss Is Spittin
  • 15 Fuckin' or What?
  • 16 It's Time I See You
  • 17 What You Ride For?
  • 18 Un-Hunh!
  • 19 Feel Me (skit)
  • 20 Keep Ya Head Up
  • 21 Charge It (skit)