No Competition lyrics

[Intro]
Lesgettit
Young Mula (Gang)
f*ck all that other sh*t
[?] it's the gang
n*gga, we the opposition
051, gang gang
[?] dissin'
Let's get it, man

[Verse]
Baldy pack, Moski pack
Tayski pack, Lil Rob pack
Wake up ate a bowl of Trixx
While I was blowin' on D-Thang
Ridin' down to Steve Drive
Think I'm finna Odee
Took a trip to L'A
While Keta, man, she throat me
Mask up n*gga, gun go click clack
f*ck P Street I ain't with the chit chat
BDK, I'm with that
Hollow tips, yeah, they'll knock off the fitted cap
Drop his ass yeah like a new single
Get it crackin' in this b*tch like a LEMO
Can't trust a b*tch, b*tch doin' dinos
Man this rap sh*t, boy bigger than Nino
Married to the money, yeah, bet you celibate
You ain't with the sh*t boy, you irrelevant
Totin' sh*t that'll knock down an elephant
Smoke dope, sippin' lean, that's my medicine
Been drillin' 10 years, I'm a veteran
Most you rappers, yeah, know I'm better than
I'm a loose screw, f*ck a savage
I'll get a n*gga yeah whacked for that cabbage
Say 51st ain't got no money?
That's like sayin' n*gga I ain't Young Money
Mask up, young n*ggas on dummy
Catch you in broad day leave him like J-Money
Shots fired, n*gga yeah man down
Flee the scene, n*ggas don't stick around
Get caught, n*gga don't make a sound
n*ggas put up, yeah when them bodies hit the ground
n*ggas mad cause I'm finna take off
Balling hard, n*gga like a play off
Act hard but I know they soft
Snitching-ass n*ggas, I ain't cut from that cloth
Bullets hot, boy, ask Rondo
Shots fired, n*gga, no convo
Do 'em like Jake did Alonzo
Hit four n*ggas, that'll be a combo
Rest in peace my brother Shondale
300K, n*gga, die L's
Heard of young n*gga, yeah, out of jail
Try to get me, tell 'em, "Mission failed"
My name carry weight, n*gga, where the scale?
Lil Marc, ding ding, ring bells
Free Twilla, free Woo, free Kellz
CPDK, n*gga, f*ck 12
On the block, n*gga like it ain't sh*t
Hollow tips n*gga all in my clip
Thotiana, n*gga, all on my di*k
And my n*ggas doing drills, you could ask 46
n*ggas talkin' about little FatHead
That right there leave cats dead
Run up on a n*gga, hit him in the head
Man down, man down, n*gga Code Red
Swear to God
These n*ggas Fufu gang
Don't make me call my n*ggas
Tutu Gang, they hang with me
Best believe bro and 'em
Got nice aim
Put your ass on a T-shirt
n*gga fame
Man up, band up, no MUBU gang
f*ck n*gga sneak dissin', they ain't in my lane
Flow dope, n*gga, yeah, like cocaine
Killa Kellz, D-Block, he insane
Let these n*ggas know they ain't ready
50-shot, n*gga, yeah, it aim steady
Leave the whole city look like spaghetti
My team n*gga, yeah we ready
I be rollin' on you n*gga like a Charlie, boy
Catch a n*gga, yeah, if he reppin' Folly boy
Pop his ass real quick like a Molly, boy
All my young n*ggas down to catch a body, boy
50-Strong, yeah, you know I f*ck with folk
Got a bag then you get poked
Yell, "Die Y", you get smoked
Yell, "Die Y", you get smoked