No Competition(Explicit) - Bun B

No Competition (Explicit) - Bun B/Raekwon/Kobé
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
So I'm gon' make sure I can drop 'em (drop 'em)
Load 'em up and cock 'em (cock 'em)
Arms out the window and aim (I will pull it back)
Aim' (I will let it go)
Aim' (I will lay it down)
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)
So I'm gon make sure I can drop 'em (drop 'em)
Load 'em up and cock 'em (cock 'em)
Arms out the window and aim
Aim Aim Aim Aim Aim
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)
'Cause I am Mike Jordan Mike Tyson Mike Phelps
Michelangelo with the flow bro and the mic helps
Ha The mic stealth that's for the mic's health
You'll take me out now that's the funniest sh*t Mike Epps
They say the street need a hit it ain't gon write itself
So I'mma set this b**ch on fire it ain't gon light itself
And I'mma beat the beat up it ain't gon fight itself
F**king let it write itself until it good night itself
That's for the OG to do it
Just equip me and do
You know what we a do fool
I will pull it back
I will let it go
I will lay it down
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)
So I'm gon make sure I can drop 'em (drop 'em)
Load 'em up and cock 'em (cock 'em)
Arms out the window and aim
Aim Aim Aim Aim Aim
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)
'Cus I am Al Capone John Gotti Larry Hoover
Tooky Williams Mike and sexy on
B**ch I will do ya
Now when you talking do a million people listen to ya
Or do they slip and
Keep it moving like they never knew ya
You born a sucker die a sucker
Yeah you get the picture
When you go you gon'
Try to take some trill niggas wit ya
Son of b**ch yeah
I say f**k you for a picture
Come in to get yo head a bodybag this shoulda fit ya
Ni**a talking down in your subliminal rap
We're playing you get slow dice
Like slit through the craps
Snap back to reality there'll be another studio
Casually try to battle me
I leave them rattled G
That's for the OG to do it
Just between me and you
You know what we a do fool
I will pull it back
I will let it go
I will lay it down
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)
So I'm gon make sure I can drop 'em (drop 'em)
Load 'em up and cock 'em (cock 'em)
Arms out the window and aim
Aim Aim Aim Aim Aim
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)
Staircases and aces
Razor blade cameras and scrapers
Get through it big I got the rhythm to bend cages
Choppa mad places in front
We just stunt you know my shakers
All of them shoot just like the Lakers
Paper fryers and Goliath mission attired he wired
Kill that ni**a with the quick fast and tie it
Check that Houston goose
And the cranberry will loosen niggas up
Quinton thought he was straight
Just like some moose and
Stat and Pharell busting them bow and arrows
We touch so we lowing sparrow
Chums is long and goofy like cousin Cowell
Truth or fire d**e fiends get crucified
Both teams is super loud
Me and Buns the underworld is ours ni**a
Pantries is filled with nothing
But blow and scampy shrimps
Try to stop me ni**a shoot through his eyes
Blow trying to cope
Copping the stove he drove pop us
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
So I'm gon make sure I can drop 'em (drop 'em)
Load 'em up and cock 'em (cock 'em)
Arms out the window and aim (I will pull it back)
Aim (I will let it go)
Aim (I will lay it down)
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)
So I'm gon make sure I can drop 'em (drop 'em)
Load 'em up and cock 'em (cock 'em)
Arms out the window and aim (I will pull it back)
Aim (I will let it go)
Aim (I will lay it down)
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
(But there's no competition)