Facts

Facts Hey yo, this true life niggas, it's f*** bitches and shoot dice Sack town ni***, we move white Ducking the narcs, I been locked, drank liquor in parks Ran the school with the shit out the jar Slanging 'round with the nextel When niggas used to battle they ring tones That i8 or that flip phone You know with the button Back when everyone you knew was your cousin Then you got to highschool and they run it Ain't it funny ni*** Mom's ain't buy me too much cause I ain't act right So I ain't never get that Chia Pet or that Clap Light But one year I got that hot wheels set Shit, I don't even know what happened to that hot wheels set But f*** it Back in school I was the star of my peers Between classes, f*** a bitch in the stairs Selling work in the bathroom At lunchtime was smoking a chopper Skip gym, steal some shit out the locker Class smelling like loud Blowing kisses, tryna f*** with the bitches Me and my niggas we was fuc*** the bitches [?] boys Leave Gio's then I'm cracking a dutch Nigga I done smoked so many blunts, I'm like a walking nugget My trap valid, my ni*** I'm like a walking budget Ran around the country, back to the hood and I never stunted Still smoking, posted right on the block In the trench like I'm busting to stop Theres niggas that'll squeal for a pill, badmon kill, put a ni*** down wit da steal, whya betta move wen a badmon come, whya betta move when a badmon come, theres niggas that'll squeal for a pill, badmon kill, put a ni*** down wit da steal, whya betta move when a badmon come, whya betta move when a badmon come