[Mark Battles:] I'm walking in with a gang of niggas, with a gang of niggas I'm walking in with a gang of niggas, with a gang of niggas
I'm walking in with a gang of niggas Don't open shows, they main eventers Thrill as hell, them niggas bang on Twitter All is well, eat a lame for dinner Party hard so we can't remember See I'm the one that she call the future Don't call me baby, just call the Uber Money on my mind, I'm Carter 2'n Nigga dropped Numb and he started brewing I ain't tryna beef but she kinda choosing Take yo girl and leave, I'm a party pooper And I could fight, so we hardly shooting Ready for this life, I'mma guard the unit Yeah the flow dumb, but I'm far from stupid Five on me, what a Harvard student Don't need no keys, yo this car confusing If you rep the 3s, we the same gang All for the love, we don't gang bang Need a hundred mil just to maintain Whole city mad cause they can't hang Wait, lame I was made for this You don't want if you don't take a risk You ain't real if you play the fence If it's not the 3s then I ain't convinced, nigga what
No Love, no love No love for the other side This what they want, this what they want This what they want
[Futuristic:] Walk in by myself, no company Labels call, wanna sit, have lunch with me I'm not interested in none of your puppetry I'll cut your cord if you bungee jump with me I don't care if nobody fucks with me Middle finger's up, I do nothing subtly Niggas wanna rap like me Now they all my kids, I'mma need my full custody No love for the other side Don't talk unless you want to die I think to eat another fry Lyrical homicide, no Ty getting Dolla Sign My whole story getting novelized No fables, round tables, bark like broke cables Cooking these niggas like potatoes Don't save 'em, swear I'm Kobe, don't trade him Records getting spins no Dreidel, oh David Doing features for fun, they all bang like I speak with a gun Got a girl out of Spain, she don't know any English But speak with her tongue with her knees on the rug How I do it, I leave with a shrug If I want something done, I don't leave it to none And the crazy thing is that I've only begun But they looking at me like I've already won
[Mark Battles:] No Love, no love No love for the other side This what they want, this what they want This what they want
[King Los:] I'm walking in with a gang of bitches I fuck 'em good, no anger issues No angels either, grab her ankles Bae relentless, ain't pretentious but I feel like it's my house now Like a nigga switched the drapes and changed the pictures Watch your tone, change your pitches pitches Ain't a vicious, hit it from a different angle Switch it Big Daddy Kane, ain't no half stepping When I mangle bitches from the back The type to strangle midgets nitches, ain't no pain no gain Say it slower, ain't no pain no gain Woah woah that's just plain old sickness That I got inside of me, but let me operate, I got a doc inside of me The dichotomy of a sick man that need welfare and healthcare And WIC wick plans and withstand When the lean kick in and look like a kickstand It look like my kicks saying, ain't fuck with the shits man We hustle double and juggle and smuggle the bricks fam You motherfuckers are phoney, new motherfuckers, you humble Except when they in the midst with the King, and kiss the ring And realize they in the jungle theyselves I'm in love with myself, I ain't chasing no no bitch If she ain't hop in my whip and she ain't tasting no dick, sing to 'em
[Mark Battles:] No Love, no love No love for the other side This what they want, this what they want This what they wantTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
