No Sympathy by Kenzo Balla
No Sympathy by Kenzo Balla

No Sympathy

Kenzo Balla * Track #9 On Mr. Ready To Blitz

No Sympathy Lyrics

[Intro]
Ah
Every opp shot, everything dead
Ah

[Chorus]
Why the fuck these niggas tryna mention me? (Like, why?)
We the ones turnin' niggas into history (Turn ’em into history)
And I know a lot of niggas envy me (Envy me)
Catch me a opp, I ain't showin' no sympathy (I ain’t showin' no sympathy)
Keep a knocker 'cause they tryna get wit' me (They tryna get wit' me)
Glock wit' a switch, .30 clip and it got a beam (Like, what? Like, what?)
Smokin' Lotti wit' Notti (Notti)
I got his team hit up, now it’s blood on my Amiri jeans (Ah)
And I’m tired of the politickin' and the cap
Like, how many niggas got took off the map? (Like, what?)
Last opp got shot in his back
He lucky, ’cause bro tried to knock off his cap (Like, what?)
Hop out the V, I'm tryna catch a Hat (8K)
Gеt 'em gone off scenе, now he in a pack (Pack)
If we spot us a Jet from the Well, no Crooklyn, just watch how my niggas react (Like, what? Like, what?)

[Verse 1]
Free all the opps so my niggas can drill 'em
Like a drink, these hollows get to spillin’ (Like, what?)
Mama's is cryin' 'cause they sons is missin' (On bro)
We caught 'em and we just took 'em off the hit-list (We did)
Put a new dead opp on my wishlist (Opp)
That's the only thing I want for Christmas (Grrah-grrah)
Bro hit his face, he gon' fuck up his image (On bro)
Ballin' on niggas, I ain't talkin' scrimmage (At all)
Wit' my Jenny, I stay on my block (I stay on my block)
That nigga tripped and got knocked out his socks (He got knocked out his socks)
Hit his leg, watch him hop (Watch him hop)
Then flock at his head, watch him flop, like (Baow)
I be buggin' spinnin' on the opps (Spinnin' on the opps)
Tryna spot 'em and give a charge, just like a cop (Like a cop)
I'm tired of niggas rappin' what they not (Rappin' what they not)
When we be the ones who really make it hot, like (Make it hot)
I think that boy add a K to the 5 (Add a K to the 5)
Watch how I dump, throw a K at his spine (Throw a K at his spine)
Catch a Gz, I ain't wastin' no time (I ain't wastin' no time)
I'ma up it and get to sprayin' wit' the .9 (Sprayin' wit' the .9)
Hollows gon' rearrange a nigga mind (Rearrange a nigga mind)
We tryna house a patient when we slide (Patient when we slide)
Why these niggas talkin' on the guys? (Talkin' on the guys)
But they ain't do shit but watch they brother die, like (Ah)
It's a new opp in the air, shit active (Notti)
Lil' dumb nigga, died off a stabbin (Like, what?)
Lil' stupid nigga, shoulda had it (He shoulda had it)
If it was me, I woulda got to clappin' (Woulda got to clappin')
Smokin' shh, to the face, I be laughin' (I be laughin')
Talkin' on JB, now you in a casket (Now you in a casket)
Once we got a new opp, we gon' match it (Like, what?)
We throw the bullets, them niggas just catch it (Them niggas just catch it)

[Verse 2]
She see the Carti', now she wanna fuck (Wanna fuck)
But she can't, she done ran out of luck (She done ran out of luck)
I keep a knock, ain't no knucklin' up (Knucklin' up)
I was 13, punchin' and roughin' 'em up (I was roughin' 'em up)
Bro hit a piece, we gon' double it up (Double it up)
And I'm flockin' at niggas if they runnin' up (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Rayy boomin' wit' me, know he come in clutch (Every opp shot)
Send shots to his temple, watch 'em fuck him, like (Ah)
Droppin' the Jet while I spin through the Lam (While I spin through the Lam)
If I catch Flex then I'm lettin' it blam (Then I'm lettin' it blam)
Brodie spin through and flock it on cam (Like, what?)
Don't run, don't trip, 'cause my knocker don't jam ('Cause this knocker don't jam)
Flock it and pass it, wit' my other hand (My other hand)
Keep hunnids and fifties wrapped in rubber bands (Like, what? Like, what?)
It's a new opp, rest in piss to his mans (Rest in piss to his mans)
Bitch, I'ma up, I won't give 'em a chance, like (I won't give 'em a chance, ah)

[Chorus]
Why the fuck these niggas tryna mention me? (Like, why?)
We the ones turnin' niggas into history (Turn 'em into history)
And I know a lot of niggas envy me (Envy me)
Catch me a opp, I ain't showin' no sympathy (I ain't showin' no sympathy)
Keep a knocker 'cause they tryna get wit' me (They tryna get wit' me)
Glock wit' a switch, .30 clip and it got a beam (Like, what? Like, what?)
Smokin' Lotti wit' Notti (Notti)
I got his team hit up, now it's blood on my Amiri jeans (Ah)
And I'm tired of the politickin' and the cap
Like, how many niggas got took off the map? (Like, what?)
Last opp got shot in his back
He lucky, 'cause bro tried to knock off his cap (Like, what?)
Hop out the V, I'm tryna catch a Hat (8K)
Get 'em gone off scene, now he in a pack (Pack)
If we spot us a Jet from the Well, no Crooklyn, just watch how my niggas react (Like, what? Like, what?)

[Outro]
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Every opp shot, ah
Like, ah, what the fuck?
Grrah-grrah, boom, grrah
Niggas know that we every opp shot
If I catch me a Gz then I'm lettin' it flock, like

No Sympathy Q&A

Who wrote No Sympathy's ?

No Sympathy was written by Kenzo Balla.

Who produced No Sympathy's ?

No Sympathy was produced by Ron (Producer).

When did Kenzo Balla release No Sympathy?

Kenzo Balla released No Sympathy on Fri Nov 18 2022.

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