nobody come off like P. Diddy (woo) Business wise, I play men Hide money on the Island Cayman (c'mon), y'all just betray men (yeah) You screamin, I position, competition
Silencers so you can't hear it Competition still fear it, shit, don't ask me I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still [Chorus By Carl Thomas 4
fast, slow it down or I quit I'm not the kind to give you a call To stop on a rap that I lead, so I pause I give you 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 If that ain't enough
Take over like Bush did the poll sheets A lot of rappers falling off 'cause they so weak That's what we here for to bring competition Battle anybody we them 4
get a little piece of this American dream I spit venom thru the pipes as I smoke in em I shit rhythm and I'm nice ain't no competition [fart sound] (Ewwww
With a light to gain sight make your competition say AIGHT No I.D. from the city with a bridge on thirty-first Makin all butt crews disperse Chorus: repeat 4
to describe Whoever said money don't grow on trees Lies my money tree full of dough BC money man My ancestors had roofie o 20/20 shawty man my competition
spit that real shit Wanna bet, what? (Take it all, you need me) That he too much of a thug for you Wanna be ballers out here to deal with Make it competition
Out my dome, I'll start thinkin' Get so funky 'til I start stinkin' I don't think slow when it comes to rhymes When times create, I shift to overdrive Now all the competition
24/7, 24/7, 24/7 365 On My Grind [x4] [Chorus:] 24/7 365 On My Grind 'Cause I I Gotta Get Mine (yea) I Gotta Get Mine [x2] How You Gone Do It? One Hustle
dirty thoughts so I can get it bigger Beyonce, look at me now I'm a killer I said I'm not gay go away stop wishing I just wanted a bit of stiff competition
No one is iller than me It's Mr. Swifty from the 313... [Swift] I make rappers wanna turn into singers I keep hoes lickin' they fingers Bring this competition
[Chorus] X4 Neighborhood super stars It's them boys with the candy sprayed on them cars [Verse 1 - Slim Thug] Bitch you might not know me, but in my
[Talib Speaking:] I Ain't Out 2 Diss Nobody But We Gon Keep It Real 4 A Second Can We Keep It Real 4 A Second Brooklyn Stand Up If U Doing Ya Grizzly
God damn!) Guess who's back in the motherfuckin house? (motherfuckin house) The King of the Trill bitch, you guessed it "UGK 4 Life" ho (4 Life ho) You
I am LL (Bad, rock your bells) I am hard as hell Got the semi on blast, call you on speed dial You can't confine me to a cell I injure competition, make
spend the night You leave the next day like,"I don't think his heads on right" Try to talk to myself but I don't listen I got split personalities and competition
can't recall Show down house of blue leaves, blood and snowfall We're indestructible impossible odds Competition stops breathing? I'm a possible cause [Chorus] [Verse 4
