Luyện nghe bài hát No Motive

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4, 2, 3, 4 DJ Khaled!

I'm a not a fighter, I can't find my lighter
My house is four stories, I tell'em I write em'
And my living room is white, my lies are whiter
My darkest secrets are bright I need a sun
I say "187", make bitch run my errands
I'm at the bar with a Dracula bloody Mary's
I got a on the prairie, got a corpse in the basement
I see hell out the window, man view is amazing
And if I go to jail, Persian rugs in my cell
Got the world in my it got all under my nails
In a room full of stares, give em to see
I be so fucking faded, who the colors with bleach?
Now they biting my style, hope it get stuck in yo
I been had the green light, so jump in the street
The under my feet, I'm just kissing the sky
Tune, what is that smell? the shit on my mind, hah

all you bitches, fuck all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches, all you bitches
Fuck all you hoes, fuck all you
1 million, 2 million, 3, 4

Uh, breaking up the kush, fingers-onics
I'm throwing up signs you can see I'm in my vomit
And I'm cool na' but please dont change the climate
'Cause I'm sleeping with the in bulletproof pajamas
I got issues bigger than you, taller than me
Ratchet and Bougie, I like
I'm sorry for not being sorry
You niggas old news
I need benadryl for my trigger finga, bad bitches for my boys
The grass is on the other side, I'm focused on my own yard
Ain't got enough, need more dough, we twisting blunts like
I'm rich as but more so, a poor soul
Oh well, If snow fell hoes fell in love I be a snow man
My a die for me, she a soldier, GI Joe-Ann
Take when I know I ain't got no chance, roll em
I that crap table with a chip on my shoulder

Fuck all you bitches, all you bitches
Fuck all you bitches, fuck all you
Fuck all you hoes, all you hoes
1 million, 2 million, 3, 4

We ain't got no motive, we just killin' yall for
And my bitch got cotton mouth, you know them cannot be trusted
And I bet y'all niggas don't say shit, because I'm lucky
And I still pray everynight that abduct me, Tunechi
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