"Real Factz" lyrics
Nesty Gzz, Assasin & Rah Gzz Lyrics
(MENVCE)
(MENVCE)
(MENVCE)
Ayo, Kay-Kay, now let's speak the facts
Anytime that they threw, I threw back
C Blu, you a kid, you ain't smoking on Matt
Niggas seen you, you ain't let it clap
Brodie they up it, bullets to his cap
Niggas be politickin', they some rats
Yeah, you got lucky, would've been a pack
Yeah, I seen Mali, ask him what I had
Makadula, nigga, we ain't Makk
Niggas be dissin', better have your strap
Dolo be fiendin', get him off the map
Niggas be mixy, gotta watch your back
And I told 'em, "Free Melly, free Pop"
Anytime that's a opp, got 'em shot
Bro-bro's was buggin' on and off the block
Bro-bro's was buggin' on and off the block
We done sent a lot niggas to the doctor
Spin the 8? Boy, you gotta go flock some'
Bitch got a nine shirt, shot like Ibaka
And I'm yellin' out, "Pop, free Shotta"
We gon' keep dumpin', we don't care if the cops come
We gon' crash that V, then we on 'em
Last nigga lacked, but he poked on a high one
And for Matt, I keep duckin' my time come
Spin through the 3rd, tryna catch me an opp
Catch Zay Munna, I'm uppin' that chop
Niggas don't swing and they don't spin no blocks
See a opp? That's on bro, he get shot
They know I get crafty, gotta duck the cops
I done spinned and let off hella shots
Why is they talking, acting like some opps?
Nesty be spinnin', Dolo got the mop
And Assasin be creepin', tryna take your top
Melly be buggin', free him 'cause he knocked
And I catching no bitches, all these bitches thots
Bitches be fiendin', tryna get the drop
How is you gang? You ain't spin no blocks
For my niggas, yeah, I did a lot
For my brothers, hollows scratch your top
Two plus three, do the math, now you shot
Hope your niggas go and bend that block
DOA-K, catch a Flocka, he flocked
And lil' Kay-Kay, that boy know my bop
Why is you lying? You know I threw shots
Had y'all niggas ducking all y'all tops
Gang, gang, gang
Had y'all niggas ducking all y'all tops
Had y'all niggas ducking all y'all tops
From the 8th to the Gates
He could get shot tryna hang over gates
Dougie ran fast, nigga picked up his pace
If you on no drill, nigga, don't show no face
Hol' on, and we DOA-K
We smoke JB and we smokin' on Blay, why?
Ayo, Kay with the K, pick up your grip, lil' nigga, let's play
How you diss Nesty Floxks in your song?
Let 'em know what happened that shoot
Me and my niggas, we really put on
Hop 'em, spark 'em, that nigga gone
If they make shows, we pop and perform
We gon' keep bending 'til reach to the Sev'
These hollows, they flyin' all over his dome
Spot 'em, got 'em, all they do is moan
(MENVCE)
(MENVCE)
Ayo, Kay-Kay, now let's speak the facts
Anytime that they threw, I threw back
C Blu, you a kid, you ain't smoking on Matt
Niggas seen you, you ain't let it clap
Brodie they up it, bullets to his cap
Niggas be politickin', they some rats
Yeah, you got lucky, would've been a pack
Yeah, I seen Mali, ask him what I had
Makadula, nigga, we ain't Makk
Niggas be dissin', better have your strap
Dolo be fiendin', get him off the map
Niggas be mixy, gotta watch your back
And I told 'em, "Free Melly, free Pop"
Anytime that's a opp, got 'em shot
Bro-bro's was buggin' on and off the block
Bro-bro's was buggin' on and off the block
We done sent a lot niggas to the doctor
Spin the 8? Boy, you gotta go flock some'
Bitch got a nine shirt, shot like Ibaka
And I'm yellin' out, "Pop, free Shotta"
We gon' keep dumpin', we don't care if the cops come
We gon' crash that V, then we on 'em
Last nigga lacked, but he poked on a high one
And for Matt, I keep duckin' my time come
Spin through the 3rd, tryna catch me an opp
Catch Zay Munna, I'm uppin' that chop
Niggas don't swing and they don't spin no blocks
See a opp? That's on bro, he get shot
They know I get crafty, gotta duck the cops
I done spinned and let off hella shots
Why is they talking, acting like some opps?
Nesty be spinnin', Dolo got the mop
And Assasin be creepin', tryna take your top
Melly be buggin', free him 'cause he knocked
And I catching no bitches, all these bitches thots
Bitches be fiendin', tryna get the drop
How is you gang? You ain't spin no blocks
For my niggas, yeah, I did a lot
For my brothers, hollows scratch your top
Two plus three, do the math, now you shot
Hope your niggas go and bend that block
DOA-K, catch a Flocka, he flocked
And lil' Kay-Kay, that boy know my bop
Why is you lying? You know I threw shots
Had y'all niggas ducking all y'all tops
Gang, gang, gang
Had y'all niggas ducking all y'all tops
Had y'all niggas ducking all y'all tops
From the 8th to the Gates
He could get shot tryna hang over gates
Dougie ran fast, nigga picked up his pace
If you on no drill, nigga, don't show no face
Hol' on, and we DOA-K
We smoke JB and we smokin' on Blay, why?
Ayo, Kay with the K, pick up your grip, lil' nigga, let's play
How you diss Nesty Floxks in your song?
Let 'em know what happened that shoot
Me and my niggas, we really put on
Hop 'em, spark 'em, that nigga gone
If they make shows, we pop and perform
We gon' keep bending 'til reach to the Sev'
These hollows, they flyin' all over his dome
Spot 'em, got 'em, all they do is moan
