Luyện nghe bài hát No Shot

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

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

No shots, no shots, no no

Okay, niggas squading up again, wipe the nail polish and from these broads and get in this
You talk it you don't live it, instead niggas flexin' on that sus shit, Simmons
Can't stomach what you
Start with body blows, give the a headshot
Toss the Glock, flee the scene with red
Trap a nigga, that manilla 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 want bigger
Turn it up
9th Wonder, beats stomp like blunt nigga
This is most dope baby, what else could you
Fuck with bottom shelf, nah choose 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
bars whenever we start a sentence
And crunch time we play the game like Olympics
Niggas be flexin' in the booth, would've thought we was some
And that's without warming up, just the bar
Most Dope, REMember Music, my be taking it far
Got ties with the skies, we practice aviation
All my peoples to reach billboards and new vacations
So start hatin' if you it's nothing new to us
This extra shit they doin' in pool it ain't cool to us
All them stunts, all them bunts wasn't out the
shit illuminate, once we pullin' out the dark
So keep your mask on nigga play position
I brought some famish niggas with me to slay condition
And stop acting you niggas came with permission
One phone call could 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 like it's fucking 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 nowadays is getting fucked by their reverend
So many people, you gotta make exceptions 'cause they'll look at you with fuckin' misconception
Choo you do drugs, like Choo you shoot slugs
But nah Choo really in with two sluts
We up, we in to move bucks
I know niggas with K K K's Ku Klux
no math test so choose up
And if you looking for true shit choose us

These lightskin girls to ruin my life
'Cause these straight legged ain't doing 'em right
Yeah, me and my new Crenshaw cutie, in the face but she need a little booty
I got a chick 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 about dues
I put the coast on my back, and then I made moves
Motherfuckers they must've forgot, now I'm to rappin' like I gotta take my spot
No shots 'cause I getting shot at
John Wilkes-Booth put a bullet through top hat (No shots)
They to assassinate the God
But motherfucker Jamla is the
So what's the odds of you coming up, can't fuck with Strange ya chain if you runnin' up (No shots)
Been at it for a decade plus, they only on they first and don't respect they bus
'Lil motherfuckers thinkin' they next up, you can't change these rules you got the messed up
Such and such just bought a new
Tell little dude to holler when he twenty years out
Got gold on his neck and gold in his mouth, but he ever went gold what he talking about
That it don't make you dope
I got underground fans that'll your throat
Play this for a chick and watch her panties get
Now she nine months pregnant off shit that I wrote
Oh, you make music for the stupidos, sing a nice hook but the game a Rufio
And I fuckin' with them roofies bro, I just mackin' leave that to the susios
dirty like my mouth for the south is
I wear the Wans with all of my outfits
Strange Music life yeah I'm about this
And if you disagree put my dick where my mouth is

No shots, shots, no no