Luyện nghe bài hát No Shot

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

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

No shots, no shots, no no

Okay, niggas squading up again, the nail polish and lipstick from these broads and get in this
You it you don't live it, instead niggas flexin' on that sus shit, Richard Simmons
Can't stomach you giving
Start with body blows, the beat a headshot
Toss the Glock, flee the scene red socks
Trap kill a nigga, that manilla
Your boyfriend probably feeling better if I'm chilling ya
Like coughing up phlegm an unfiltered cig, I'm the illest spitta
A Dutch or a Swisher, you always want
Turn it up
9th Wonder, stomp like blunt guts nigga
This is most dope baby, what could you want
Fuck that bottom shelf, nah choose us
Mac me how to change my life in 2 months
Tell my girl 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 to this life like
Behind whenever we start a sentence
And crunch time we the game like it's Olympics
Niggas be flexin' in the booth, thought we was some gymnasts
And that's without warming up, 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 billboards and new vacations
So start hatin' if you wanna it's 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
Fake illuminate, once we pullin' out the dark
So your mask on nigga play your position
I brought some niggas with me to slay your condition
And stop acting like you niggas came permission
One phone could have the goonies turn this into friction

No shots, no shots, no no

I walk up in this bitch I'm Kanye on a Friday
Then hit the highway, man you gotta leave driveway
So I'm living every moment like it's my day
And I need me a for a fiancé, okay
So little nigga learn your lesson, before you count dollars you gotta count your blessings
2pac said is there a ghetto in heaven, 'cause nowadays kids is getting fucked by their
So many people, you gotta make 'cause they'll look at you with some fuckin' misconception
Like Choo you do drugs, like Choo you slugs
But nah Choo really in with two sluts
We up, we in here to bucks
I know with K K K's like Ku Klux
Ain't no test so choose up
And if you looking for true shit then us

These lightskin trying to ruin my life
these straight legged dudes ain't doing 'em right
Yeah, me and my new Crenshaw cutie, pretty in the face but she need a little
I got a brown chick that used to sell that
I told her if she go to jail then she at life
I met her at Gnaw, don't ask about paid dues
I put the west coast on my back, and I made moves
Motherfuckers they forgot, now I'm back to rappin' like I gotta take my spot
No shots I hate getting shot at
John Wilkes-Booth put a through your top hat (No shots)
They to assassinate the God
But motherfucker is the squad
So what's the 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 on they first tour 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 a new house
Tell that little dude to holler when he twenty out
Got gold on his neck and gold in his mouth, but he ain't went gold what he talking about
That it don't make you dope
I got underground fans that'll slit throat
Play this for a chick and watch her get soaked
Now she nine months pregnant off some shit 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 leave that to the susios
dirty like my mouth for the south is
I wear the same with all of my outfits
Strange Music life yeah I'm about this
And if you disagree then put my dick my mouth is

No shots, shots, no no