WE GOT NO SHOTS Video (MV)

We got no shots cause gods got step in the bet I give up on the team with the
Steam we on the three want get free I jump off the jet to the debt it's ends
Bad we on the public we the fills to hills lookin good I can not buy ain't
Gonna die semi goodbye want to fly I can't see nobody we hit the lobby on
The coffee




we go with on the street I complete it's to sweet you may as well
Retreat is that a threat I got that had the ends we no shots got the cops
To shots ridding round in a whip gonna clip




Would you capture it, or just let it slip
We ride in the back runnin watch your back you a maniac no flag when
I pull up on you through the screw poppin in bombs where's the non John
We on the back replay the sway (Straight up) always away




Steaming through the breathing freaking out like I'm bleeding
We gonna do something's you can't do you on the wrong track pack it up
What you got I got that hot spot drop it get your ticket to the pros suppose
You can't freezing cold you fold exposed like toast go to the coast had to hit
My town around to get the crown




Then get out your seat and jump around
It trends worth every cents stop complaining
Come downstairs with nothing but a shoestring
Trying like I'm writing where's the med set for sweat is that a threat you
Got to much debt live in a shed




Now I don't know if you was trying to check
That's the window into the sky
I bet you've never seen a pig fly
I feel alive never on the cry apply it
Stop it, Drop it, because I shot it





Twists it, turns it, beats it, burns it, tortures us in silence
Real gangstas move in silence
Ay can we have a moment of silence
Don't call it a comeback, I been here for years
Now fast forward a couple years
Even if it took me years



This may me the first I hit the lobby the newspaper tell me spell like a bell (oh yeah) I gave up on the dump we are on the raft to the box I aint that bad I a flopper you a clipper (oh yeah) cause I pull up on you



We jumping on road in the episode get sued
Screwed it up I flip the tables wheres the labels it
Ends up in skulls your levels flowing swing the feeling to the good

Understood to the foot gold metallic knife
Would you capture it, or just let it slip
Its on the grip its getting loose sweet as views
Got the clues I call it abuse




I went to court last week for substance abuse
When they hear me rocking the groove
We in control, the people know I speak the truth
Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos



Kill the jungle let the cats loose
That im never gonne loose
You would think that I had a match for a tooth
Hop in a whip right in the whip



I wont let the ten slip
Stop it get a wallet
Your moneys loose
Read the news


Suck it sideways if we public or the driveway
Vibes on him vibe on this jet
Five thousand bricks
Vibes are legit strikes it hit the bucket
Vibes in this lose the cap take the nap its pretty flat
I go mad want to get the cap
I came back they were murdering kids its a bullet




Do you hear the bullet clang
Hope it explodes with the caps
Collapse on the street
I might show you what it took took








We took it your money loose wheres your wallet
You need your grip it will slip
It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet
We on the private wrist out hockey




Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud
I struck you down act like clown go to the hometown
Drown up the path we clash the cops outside
We on public (WHOO) vibes are legit credit on him he spits it out
We legit we such savage



Went into town there were murderers packing up the crime scene
And we on the road through thills to the gills to much kills
I ain't me and that's that


We throw that money on the slide we on the free
The city is the town it's a touchdown pack it up it stuck
You take to much drugs
Sell a dub mix some drugs



We a gangster I'm a master you rather lose it or double it



I would lose it you ain't got no money your mind on that Alcohol
Next you on drugs it costs bucks we on the road poppin like a snappin crack
It's an attack we playing blackjack where's your oh ha you lost it it in my bank
Account





I'm talking first place, ten stacks in your account
We on the road jumpin no parachute jump out the bus the bass to the backyard
(Whoo whoo) it ends we got no shots and that's that it's a trap