lirik lagu lil marc - no competition
baldy pack, moski pack
tayski pack, lil rob pack
wake up ate a bowl of trixx
while i was blowing on d thang
riding down to steve drive
think i’m finna odee
took a trip to la
while keta, man she throat me
mask up n-gga, gun go cl!ck 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 -ss yeah like a new single
get it cracking in this b-tch like a lemo
can’t trust a b-tch, b-tch doing dinos
man this rap sh-t boy bigger than nino
married to the money, yeah b-tch ?
you ain’t with the sh-t boy, you irrelevant
toting sh-t that’ll knock down an elephant
smoke dope, sipping lean that’s my medicine
been drilling 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 saying 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–ss 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 ls
heard of young n-gga, yeah out of jail
try to get me, tell ’em “mission failed”
my name can’t wait, 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 d-ck
and my n-ggas doing drills, you could ask 46
n-ggas talking 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 -ss on a t-shirt
n-gga fame
man up, band up, no mubu gang
f-ck n-gga sneak dissing, they ain’t in my lane
flow dope n-gga, yeah like cocaine
k!lla 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 rolling on you n-gga like a charlie boy
catch a n-gga, yeah if he repping folly boy
pop his -ss 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
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