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Competition 5

them legs, god damn they looked so soft I gotta take ya from your man that's my mission If his love is real he got ta handle competition You only knew about 5

we came up but we still creepin And we still put it down nigga even though we four strong Flesh gone come home, Bone gone stay Bone When the 5th Dawg

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

whole steel Everybody put their blunts up in the sky Cause everybody's sparkin' the dutches and gettin' high (Barron Ricks) At 1-5-5, the city bread

] Last of the spitters Hall of dope niggas from the past to present is sayin', "Next is Vishis" I'm, one of the illest, the realest feel it Competition

up]! Take a drink for my niggas (Gulping) You lil' fruit (Aha) [Vincent Prince laugh] That's right Ima bring it from the Soul nigga B-E-3 GO! Only competition

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

the style I bring Been wild as a child ever since I came To the knowledge of myself, raise 'em up, maintain P-Dog and the Enemy, we bringin' the pain... [Verse 5

one, [unverified] team alphabet Your power counterfeit, fraudulent, fraudulent yo Who's fascinated? I get highly lifted and upgraded You playa hate it, bite me before I made it My opposition, competition