lirik lagu dj dolla - facts
(he on x games mode)
what
do it yeah, do it yeah
what (what)
yeah, we smokin’ on harvey
roll up ‘nother wood while we up at a party
five ten he sorry, lil dre’ got hit up now he up there with marvey
cash boy got hit up, lil toy got shot like a n~gga took pictures
f~ck chris, forget ’em
but i guess it was ’cause of that guy that was wit ’em (dumbass)
and i’m still wit that low sh~t
lil jack blew his self guess he up on some slow sh~t
lil facts on go b~tch, pile up jv wit the glock gon throw sh~t
lil money gon blow big
?
hit a stain, we pokin’ ? got me losin’ focus
show me my opponent, but i put it on chris that you n~ggas don’t want it
and i’m stayin’ in my lane, n~ggas ain’t on sh~t, i ain’t worried bout a thang
turn a n~gga to a frame, he was scrеamin’ for a benz now we turn it to a game
wit’ a glock got aim, 6 shots at his top, knock his noodlеs out his brain
flow through without claim, ?
and i’m cooler wit the gang, catch me on the low end, yeah you know i’m full of gang
thug v, they some lames, catch ’em lacking’ that’s another body added to the name
?, and i’m in it for the money, give a f~ck bout the fame
lil tay got f~cked up, hot sh~t went in but i guess a n~gga lucked up
in the field n~gga, what’s up? he actin’ tough off the pills, smoke his ass, n~gga tough luck
(in the field n~gga, what’s up? he actin’ tough off the pills, smoke his ass, n~gga tough luck, n~gga tough luck actin’ tough off the pills smoke his ass, n~gga tough luck)
now let’s speak facts, ? each night where we at?
yea we smokin’ on jacks, i ain’t have to k!ll ’em, turn hisself to a pack
yea chick, he a rat, they snitch on each other but f~ck all that
can’t go like who? the exotic man, hit his ass wit a deuce
kc wit me too, twin glocks you don’t wanna see dem boys act a fool
sneak dissin’ on gang, nah tell ’em now we’ll just stay in our lane
and i’m smokin’ on bang, ?
in a foreign switching’ lanes, got a bad lil b~tch and she tryna meet the gang
45 go “bow”, ?
now it’s a man down, marky tried to fight got put at the ground
and tez ass dead too, ?
45 got a mop stick, can’t run cause this wet glock b~tch
30 rounds in the glock we pop sh~t, man down somebody got chopped quick
smoke twerp to the face we off it, e.t got put in a coffin
can’t slide through the script playin’ offense, shoot innocents, ya’ll ain’t up sh~t
hit the switch one time, ?
do it yeah, do it yeah
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