x] I do it for the trappers with tha-tha-tha rocks and them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks (ay) [5x] [VERSE 2] im on fire the kids outta controll competition
these people’s ears perk up as I begin To spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most Shit’s finna get thick again They say the competition is
sellin dope. They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap. Attack. Words bein known to explode on contact. Extreme at times. Blinded by my passion and fury. Look at me laugh at my competition
fuck ridin as my souljaz I just release 'em on a war path, not your average killer Westside, outlaw, bad boy killa Complete my mission my competition
fans Let me show you how to greet me, when you meet me, when you see me If you real my nigga, you know how to holla "G-Unit!" There's no competition
that got dikes leaving stores Unlock the heated 'cause they know when I sex well Left them breathless now they're waiting to exhale Waiting to exhale with some competition
world is my goal With my unstoppable crew takin’ all control You can’t get none of this, we’re runnin’ this Well taker, earth shaker, 3 point gunnin’
ve known that they would've been right But I ain't tripping Trying to be an artist While they repaint the composition I need recognition Recognize ain't no competition
this down to a science, you would swear I'm livin' physics. But my life is different. What good is the success if the happiness is missing? 3:30 I am dismissing, any competition
right now I'm ready to go right now Do I have a girlfriend? Technically no If you'll be my girlfriend then I'll make it so You'll be my only true lover No competition
and I've been a G, for a long time, to these streets I'm connected like I'm online, on time for whatever, and everytime and album drop, I drop big like Voletta, I'm ahead of the competition
like they throwin up the diamond. (ITS THE ROCK) You on a flight, I be bakin on islands. Mami, your accent sound faker than Dylan. MURDER THEM, MURDER THEM. Fuck a competition
, this beat is banging. I can’t believe it, I can’t believe i-it. [Chorus] (Hey) Check It Out (x10) (Yeah yeah, I’m feeling it now-ow) Check It Out (x3
friend in your jeans that got my attention A real nigga in your life is all you missing Ain't nobody like me baby, I'm my competition Baby when you walk
Catch me if you can I'm in those old school Barkley's Back to the fence, puffin on that Bob Marley Flow like oregano, nigga you already know My competition
world inside of my hand So I suggest you act right my insight like sunlight Burn your cornea Big bad California To the Waldord Historia (c'mon) N.Y.C. competition
, 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, sit
it bangin' I can't believe it (I can't believe it, hey) Hey check it out check it out (x10) yeah yeah I'm feeling it now check it out (x3) [Will.I.Am
