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letra de no label (intro) - migos

you n-gg-s be bitin’ my style and i like it
but you n-gg-s know you weren’t rapping like this
trend setter, i’m a trend setter
knockin’ them out like i’m mayweather
bando look like it’s a homeless shelter
she poppin’ that molly like alka-seltzer
whippin’ that dope with that terminator
wrist is spillin’ dope all on my breitling bezel
my mansion got 80 acres
trap underground, they calling me undertaker
they wonder why i got the bentley, the fisker
i put in work and dedication
50 pairs, giuseppe steppers
maison margiellas, they think i’m on rocafella
the kids, they call me slick rick
i make up a script, they call me the storyteller
i got the britney, the whitney, the iggy, we murdered versace like biggie
f–k n-gg- we been in that coogi, it’s time to k!ll em’ with givenchy
red bottoms, scenes are forensic
designer frames, limited edition
pushin’ one b-tton, my roof then is missing
then put my louboutin til’ out the kitchen
you turn on the radio you gon’ hear every rapper tryna rap like the migos
f–k n-gg- wanna clone?
been rappin’ like this since no label
f–k the fame rather be rich
been gettin’ money, since no label
you waiting for it, then here it go, intro to no label

qc, it’s funny my n-gg- right
cause everybody wanna sound like us
but they don’t wanna give us the respect, right?
you f–k n-gg-s gon’ learn we started this sh-t
we the first n-gg-s to come out the a, on that real street sh-t
that real northside sh-t, holdin’ their m-th-f–kin’ county down
not city n-gg-, county n-gg-
tell another n-gg- to do it like us, n-gg-
qc the label, money on the table
migo gang, no label!

way back in the day n-gg- made no label in a bas-m-nt
young n-gg- got all that talent
on the radio didn’t have a placement
linked up with the hood
og head hancho, migos
then we took over the north
20 dollars to get your song played at flamingos
remember the days of hitting licks?
every christmas, had to be st. nick
payin’ bills, tryna meet the rent
my mama she say that she sick of it
i had to go get to the benjamin
sorry your honor, i’m innocent
money moves the commitment
no label, my life you witnessed it
from kickin’ doors
taking gold
what did i cash out on? i don’t know
i will not tell on my soul
cause ion’ know if the case closed
i know that you hate that versace went gold
now i’m walking round with a blue bankroll
independent, never ever won’t fold

see, i learnt the term from my n-gg- biggie, right?
we went from ashy to cl-ssy
we went from having sh-t to f–king your b-tch, my n-gg-
no label, dj ray g
these my m-th-f–king brothers right here, migo gang
what n-gg-s you know made a million in one summer without flipping bricks?
ask your favorite rapper
i bet he say us, n-gg-
qc, the label
hah! no label!

locked up on every mixtape
quavo told me n-gg- wait
this is the only way we can escape
i realized it when i sat down for an 8
grandma’ told me and quavo to be patient
grandma’ was a cancer patient
before she died, she sat us down, said stay together and we’re gonna make it
for you n-gg-s don’t know
never really sold dope
but i kicked door
free my n-gg- w-lly, mane gave him to the dough
he didn’t tell a soul
you making me sick to my stomach
i might go and vomit
you n-gg-s is cloning
we not together cause you my opponent
taking our style n-gg- we never loaned it
labels wanna sign, that ain’t on my mind
critics and blogs, you know they ain’t lying
thirty thousand just to look at the time
twenty five hundred for my louboutin
mansion elan was our stomping ground
our money big, your money minimized
taking shots cause your buzz died
cutting the top off the lamb’ make it circ-mcised
the world is f–ked up but the strong survive

haha, name your favourite club in atlanta, my n-gg-
we ran that sh-t
we turned mansion elan
into migos elan, n-gg-
we turned obsessions, in the migos playhouse n-gg-
every strip club
our main b-tch, our side b-tch, her side b-tch, her side b-tch worked there, n-gg-
we run this motherf–kin’ city
we started new atlanta
these n-gg-s jackin’ our swag, they better stand in line
and pay, b-tch!

- migos

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