Luyện nghe bài hát No Shot

Made a million off a logo my thumb up
Y'all just in the game, 'cause you butt fuck
Whoa, no shots, no shots, no no (If I sing cool)

I like I'm the Messiah, a rebirth of creatures who bowing to the most high
They knees from praying to the whats his face, begging to be blessed
something above me, I'm just a God of what's left, cut the check
I was gone for a off the fructose,
Contemplating putting bullets in the suit coats, who knows
Go do it with a wizard, wave a wand turn summer into winter
I worship from warships, PGA courses, hit the AVN awards 'cause the porn chicks need more dick
I force fit, and put it in her body like a swordsmith, have her eating E pills like corn
How you defeat a with some body armor,
Headshots him sweet and sour like an Arne Palmer
Dalai Lama as me, got it locked holding the key

No shots, no shots, no no

Okay, niggas squading up again, wipe the nail polish and lipstick these broads and get in this
You talk it you don't live it, instead flexin' on that sus shit, Richard Simmons
Can't stomach you giving
with body blows, give the beat a headshot
Toss the Glock, flee the scene red socks
Trap kill a nigga, that nigga
Your boyfriend probably feeling better if I'm chilling ya
Like up phlegm from an unfiltered cig, I'm the illest spitta
A Dutch or a Swisher, you always want
it up nigga
9th Wonder, beats stomp like blunt guts
This is most dope baby, what else you want
Fuck with that bottom shelf, nah us
Mac showed me how to my life in 2 months
my girl take out life insurance 'cause I do stunt (Yeah I do stunt)

No shots, no shots, no no

Let's continue the communition, all of my partners ripped to this life
Behind bars whenever we start a
And crunch we play the game like it's Olympics
Niggas be flexin' in the booth, thought we was some gymnasts
And that's warming up, just raising the bar
Dope, REMember Music, my clique be taking it far
Got ties with the upper skies, we practice
All my peoples tryin' to reach billboards and new
So start hatin' if you it's nothing new to us
extra shit they doin' in they pool it ain't cool to us
All them stunts, all them wasn't out the park
Fake illuminate, once we pullin' out the dark
So keep your on nigga play your position
I brought some famish niggas me to slay your condition
And stop acting like you niggas came with
One phone call have the goonies turn this into friction

No shots, no shots, no no

I walk up in this like I'm Kanye on a Friday
hit the highway, man you gotta leave your driveway
So I'm living every moment like it's my day
And I me a Beyonce for a fiancé, okay
So please little nigga learn your lesson, before you count dollars you count your blessings
2pac said is there a ghetto in heaven, 'cause kids is getting fucked by their reverend
So many people, you gotta make exceptions 'cause they'll look at you some fuckin' misconception
Like Choo you do drugs, like Choo you slugs
But nah really in here with two sluts
We up, we in here to move
I know with K K K's like Ku Klux
no math test so choose up
And if you looking for shit then choose us

These lightskin girls trying to my life
'Cause these straight legged dudes doing 'em right
Yeah, me and my new Crenshaw cutie, pretty in the face but she need a booty
I got a brown that used to sell that white
I her if she go to jail then she failed at life
I met her at Flog Gnaw, don't ask paid dues
I put the west coast on my back, and I made moves
they must've forgot, now I'm back to rappin' like I gotta take my spot
No shots 'cause I hate shot at
John Wilkes-Booth put a bullet through top hat (No shots)
tried to assassinate the God
But Jamla is the squad
So the odds of you coming up, can't fuck with Strange tuck ya chain if you runnin' up (No shots)
Been at it for a decade plus, they only on they first tour and respect they bus
motherfuckers thinkin' they next up, you can't change these rules you got the game messed up
Such and just bought a new house
Tell that dude to holler when he twenty years out
Got gold on his neck and gold in his mouth, but he ain't ever went gold he talking about
That soundscan it don't make you
I got fans that'll slit your throat
Play for a chick and watch her panties get soaked
Now she nine pregnant off some shit that I wrote
Oh, you make music for the stupidos, sing a nice hook but the need a Rufio
And I ain't fuckin' with them roofies bro, I just mackin' leave that to the
dirty like my mouth for the south is
I wear the Wans with all of my outfits
Music life yeah I'm really about this
And if you disagree then put my dick my mouth is

No shots, shots, no no