Besedila:
Fact For Those Niggas

Around I'm Running From Cops. 2x For The Niggas That Doubted Me I Told You I Could For The Niggas That Doubted Me I Told You I Would For The Niggas

T are on a jack move Layin' down the dope groove, smokin' those who disapprove Wreckin' the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk Rollin' like a Mack truck, waxin' those

another blunt in fact (Nasty) Nasty Kid (Nasty) Yeah (Nasty) The Kid! (Nasty) Yeah (Nasty) Nasty Kid (Nasty) For the hustlers Thick As yellow bitches For

inch chrome spokes on the Hummer This heat gon' last for the whole summer Running your bitch faster then the Road Runner Rocks on my wrist, rose gold under Glocks on my hip, those

let my nigga tote the biscuit Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat Cap, cap, ya link snap, you slumped off in ya Cadillac For what though

for sexing niggas 'til they crazy Whatcha mean dog, telling a play like Boo to call before I come You a game I'm fucking you for fun Join the bandwagon nigga

I done sold over 30 million records You niggas better check it before you get up and disrespect it And that weed for twenty-four seven nigga I never knew a nigga

we can remain cool But we can't be seen and for this I can blame you ?Cause you got more miles than a F-350 You been ran through and I know for a fact

the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed Rap critics that say he's 'Money, Cash, Hoes' I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those