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letra de no motion - big homiie g

[intro]
yeah, n-gga, fresh out the pressure, you already know time it is, n-gga (man, these hoes too nosey, man, these hoes too nosey)
(drop that sh-t, t-head) this the warmup, you know what i’m talkin’ bout? (mhm, yeah, yeah)
you n-ggas better get this sh-t together while you can (yeah, yeah)
i ain’t doin’ no more playin’ (no more playin’)
no more playin’ (f-ck it)
yeah
woah (woah)

[chorus]
he ain’t really havin’ no motion (motion)
how you gon’ hit somethin’? your eyes ain’t open (your eyes ain’t open)
told lil’ cuz stay focused
f-ck that drank, die, too much dopin’ (too much dopin’)
n-ggas gеt k!lled tryna go live
main reason i don’t do no postin’ (i don’t do no postin’)
i ain’t gon’ bitе my tongue for sh-t, real talk, i don’t do no jokin’ (i ain’t bite my tongue)

[verse 1]
[?] told me keep a foot on they neck, i give a f-ck if these n-ggas start chokin’ (uh)
i just f-ckin’ cut ’em off, real talk, these hoes too open (bye)
nah, these hoes too nosey (they nosey), man, these n-ggas is too (for real)
worryin’ ’bout my next move and what i’m finna do
they like, “d-mn, g, what’s next? (what’s next?) you ain’t sign no deal yet” (nah)
still the first n-gga from my hood park the lamb’ in my projects (skrrt)
i’m the first gon’ blow that chop’ if i feel disrespected (baow)
f-ck around, f-ckin’ forget i rap, i’ll flash in a second (wow)
[chorus]
he ain’t really havin’ no motion (motion)
how you gon’ hit somethin’? your eyes ain’t open (your eyes ain’t open)
told lil’ cuz stay focused
f-ck that drank, die, too much dopin’ (too much dopin’)
n-ggas get k!lled tryna go live
main reason i don’t do no postin’ (i don’t do no postin’)
i ain’t gon’ bite my tongue for sh-t, real talk, i don’t do no jokin’ (i ain’t bite my tongue)

[verse 2]
the way bro rolled them thumbs, too much smoke, sh-t hurtin’ my lungs (hurtin’ my lungs)
can’t do nothin’ with no broke b-tch, b-tch gotta have somethin’ if i go low (b-tch)
i ain’t really goin’ back and forth with no n-gga, real talk, i’ma blow this ho (blow this ho)
my lil’ son say he a gangster, i believe he only four (four)
man, that sh-t in his blood (blood), can’t even knock his daddy thug (daddy thug)
percs and drank and my two kids the only time i feel love (i’m in love)
man, my life just like a movie, i can’t even make this up (nah)
wanna know what i paid for it, lil’ boy, you ain’t made enough (skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)

[chorus]
he ain’t really havin’ no motion (motion)
how you gon’ hit somethin’? your eyes ain’t open (your eyes ain’t open)
told lil’ cuz stay focused
f-ck that drank, die, too much dopin’ (too much dopin’)
n-ggas get k!lled tryna go live
main reason i don’t do no postin’ (i don’t do no postin’)
i ain’t gon’ bite my tongue for sh-t, real talk, i don’t do no jokin’ (i ain’t bite my tongue)

- big homiie g

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