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lirik lagu no competition – yo gotti

no competition lyrics
[intro: yo gotti]
yeah
yeah
shh, shh, shh, shh
(gnb)
frrt, frrt, frrt (yeah), frrt (yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: yo gotti]
n*ggas spending paper on these b*tches like it’s competition
‘fore i was a rich n*gga, all i knew was stoves and kitchеns
shorty got the bag with the big b, that’s a brick for it
shorty got the ap on hеr wrist, it ain’t the lil’ boy
all my n*ggas bosses in the camp, it ain’t no lil’ boys
all my n*ggas’ll drill somethin’
all my n*ggas’ll— shh somethin’
you can’t eat off my table, lil’ n*gga, you ain’t no real one
you ain’t got no money, n*gga, that’s your fault, go and get you some
i lead by example
i was down bad f*cked up, for example
jumped in an enterprise rental, went to atlanta
met a n*gga with a hundred ‘bows and clamp ’em (give me that)
remember me?
ridin’ in a chevy (chevy), now i’m in a phantom
front row of the awards (grammys) and i got the hammer
lil’ bro smoking out the grammies, he ain’t got no manners
but he got some money and he taking care of his family
[chorus: yo gotti]
i never compete with my n*ggas, i never compete with my n*ggas (beep)
i never compete with my n*ggas, i’m always gon’ eat with my n*ggas
i never compete with my n*ggas, i never compete with my n*ggas
i never compete with my n*ggas, i’m always gon’ eat with my n*ggas (beep, yeah)

[post*chorus: yo gotti]
everybody rich (rich), ain’t no competition (nah)
everybody b*tch (b*tch), sl*t her, then we switchin’ (yeah)
everybody lit (lit)
looking like a whole bunch of n*ggas selling bricks
this ’bout real as it gets (ha)

[verse 2: yo gotti]
it’s so many guns in this b*tch, it’s like a competition
call it repetition
i’m good with the numbers on the scale, i’m a mathematician
i’m going to the bank or to the jail with my n*ggas
i know my position (what’s that?), never tell on a n*gga (ever)
i just pray that fn never fail on a n*gga (on god)
i can send a contract or a bale to a n*gga
you go before that judge, they try to rail them a n*gga (d*mn)

[chorus: yo gotti]
i never compete with my n*ggas, i never compete with my n*ggas (beep)
i never compete with my n*ggas, i’m always gon’ eat with my n*ggas
i never compete with my n*ggas, i never compete with my n*ggas
i never compete with my n*ggas, i’m always gon’ eat with my n*ggas (beep, yeah)
[post*chorus: yo gotti]
everybody rich (rich), ain’t no competition (nah)
everybody b*tch (b*tch), sl*t her, then we switchin’ (yeah)
everybody lit (lit)
looking like a whole bunch of n*ggas selling bricks
this ’bout real as it gets (ha)

[verse 3: black youngsta]
everybody ’round my looking like franklin on snowfall (gang)
i sold plenty blocks, i put my racks off in the goyard (gang)
don’t try to cop no work from me if you know i don’t know y’all (p*ssy)
i got plenty opps, ain’t trusting sh*t, i’ll probably blow y’all (baow)
thumb through that paper ’cause that’s the type of sh*t i’m used to (frrt)
i’m tryna spin that p*ssy block ’til i knock him out his fubu (skrrt, baow, baow, baow)
that’s the way i do you, when you turn b*tch, i don’t salute you (p*ssy n*gga)
once you play foul with your dog, i swear, i can’t recruit you (heavy camp)
heavy camp sh*t, we still steppin’ on sh*t, we still take ’em down (gang)
i ain’t tryna compete with no n*gga unless we bustin’ rounds
stand to myself, lot of these n*ggas fake, i don’t want them p*ssies around
i ain’t looking for loyalty in none of these n*ggas ’cause he in lost and found

[chorus: yo gotti]
i never compete with my n*ggas, i never compete with my n*ggas (beep)
i never compete with my n*ggas, i’m always gon’ eat with my n*ggas
i never compete with my n*ggas, i never compete with my n*ggas
i never compete with my n*ggas, i’m always gon’ eat with my n*ggas (beep, yeah)
[outro: yo gotti]
i got lawyers on retainer
riding with that drac’ like i ain’t famous
you riding with it too, sh*t, i don’t blame you
we too close to these streets, this sh*t dangerous

- yo gotti

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