Cmon
Yop
Hm
Nigga claim he on my block but he not
You just comment on my post and you claim that I'm an opp
I ain't beefin' with no nigga that's gon eat up all the beef
If I catch him in that rango I'm gon' make him rest in peace
Heard that Aiden talkin' gangsta
We gon leave him in the street
We was bussin' at your mans you
Was hidin behind a tree
You be flexin' niggas guns Aiden you ain't got no heat
We made a markii move apartments we was spinnin' through they shit
That nigga Markii mad as hell he got jumped
And I ain't jumpin' that's the reason that we beefin
Niggas need to grow up and start beefin' for a reason
Birdie hit him in his head you seen that nigga bleedin
Hop out with ten guns finna have lil 50 leave em
Box him out so quick you would've thought we had him steamin
Bang pullin' up shootin' at niggas like he greenin
Pull up on they block we finna slide it's time to drop another five
He was talkin' out his neck we poppin' up like a surprise
Thirty in my gun da beam went right between his eyes
Finna catch a lil A leave that nigga mama cryin
Finna wipe that nigga nose you would be thinkin' that I'm slime
Lil brodie poppin out the cut hell yea dat nigga ridin
We 4 Deep Inna Whip
Wrong Move You niggas dying
What you ain't heard? We make niggas momma cry?
Keep on talkin Ima let this 40 pop
Niggas ain't did shit to me how the f*ck is you my opp?
Quick to bend onna f*ck nigga with da beam onna block
And bitch don't get it twisted nigga we still ridin round wit chops ***
Free my nigga 50 out that cell that ***** Locked
When i thump this drac whatch how his body drop for allat talkin out yo mouth we gon knock you off yo socks BITCH
We gon knock you off yo feet off yo feet the last nigga talkin crazy out his add onna T *****
Had to have my body slide we didn't put him on a T
We was tryna shoot from deep like we tryna score a three
Got my mans in this bitch only tappers in this G
Finna f*ck his head up we got a bitch next to the seat
Slide up on the nigga swim to person with the Z
Salt on the nigga's head we knock a nigga off his feet
No slug on my mother she bet you'd like to flip the G's
We gon' knock off your feet the last nigga suckin' crazy
Put his ass on the teeth yeah
313 Tay - All Facts (feat. Pros & M4RTY) Lyrics
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Cmon
Yop
Hm
Nigga claim he on my block but he not
You just comment on my post and you claim that I'm an opp
I ain't beefin' with no nigga that's gon eat up all the beef
If I catch him in that rango I'm gon' make him rest in peace
Heard that Aiden talkin' gangsta
We gon leave him in the street
We was bussin' at your mans you
Was hidin behind a tree
You be flexin' niggas guns Aiden you ain't got no heat
We made a markii move apartments we was spinnin' through they shit
That nigga Markii mad as hell he got jumped
And I ain't jumpin' that's the reason that we beefin
Niggas need to grow up and start beefin' for a reason
Birdie hit him in his head you seen that nigga bleedin
Hop out with ten guns finna have lil 50 leave em
Box him out so quick you would've thought we had him steamin
Bang pullin' up shootin' at niggas like he greenin
Pull up on they block we finna slide it's time to drop another five
He was talkin' out his neck we poppin' up like a surprise
Thirty in my gun da beam went right between his eyes
Finna catch a lil A leave that nigga mama cryin
Finna wipe that nigga nose you would be thinkin' that I'm slime
Lil brodie poppin out the cut hell yea dat nigga ridin
We 4 Deep Inna Whip
Wrong Move You niggas dying
What you ain't heard? We make niggas momma cry?
Keep on talkin Ima let this 40 pop
Niggas ain't did shit to me how the f*ck is you my opp?
Quick to bend onna f*ck nigga with da beam onna block
And bitch don't get it twisted nigga we still ridin round wit chops ***
Free my nigga 50 out that cell that ***** Locked
When i thump this drac whatch how his body drop for allat talkin out yo mouth we gon knock you off yo socks BITCH
We gon knock you off yo feet off yo feet the last nigga talkin crazy out his add onna T *****
Had to have my body slide we didn't put him on a T
We was tryna shoot from deep like we tryna score a three
Got my mans in this bitch only tappers in this G
Finna f*ck his head up we got a bitch next to the seat
Slide up on the nigga swim to person with the Z
Salt on the nigga's head we knock a nigga off his feet
No slug on my mother she bet you'd like to flip the G's
We gon' knock off your feet the last nigga suckin' crazy
Put his ass on the teeth yeah
Yop
Hm
Nigga claim he on my block but he not
You just comment on my post and you claim that I'm an opp
I ain't beefin' with no nigga that's gon eat up all the beef
If I catch him in that rango I'm gon' make him rest in peace
Heard that Aiden talkin' gangsta
We gon leave him in the street
We was bussin' at your mans you
Was hidin behind a tree
You be flexin' niggas guns Aiden you ain't got no heat
We made a markii move apartments we was spinnin' through they shit
That nigga Markii mad as hell he got jumped
And I ain't jumpin' that's the reason that we beefin
Niggas need to grow up and start beefin' for a reason
Birdie hit him in his head you seen that nigga bleedin
Hop out with ten guns finna have lil 50 leave em
Box him out so quick you would've thought we had him steamin
Bang pullin' up shootin' at niggas like he greenin
Pull up on they block we finna slide it's time to drop another five
He was talkin' out his neck we poppin' up like a surprise
Thirty in my gun da beam went right between his eyes
Finna catch a lil A leave that nigga mama cryin
Finna wipe that nigga nose you would be thinkin' that I'm slime
Lil brodie poppin out the cut hell yea dat nigga ridin
We 4 Deep Inna Whip
Wrong Move You niggas dying
What you ain't heard? We make niggas momma cry?
Keep on talkin Ima let this 40 pop
Niggas ain't did shit to me how the f*ck is you my opp?
Quick to bend onna f*ck nigga with da beam onna block
And bitch don't get it twisted nigga we still ridin round wit chops ***
Free my nigga 50 out that cell that ***** Locked
When i thump this drac whatch how his body drop for allat talkin out yo mouth we gon knock you off yo socks BITCH
We gon knock you off yo feet off yo feet the last nigga talkin crazy out his add onna T *****
Had to have my body slide we didn't put him on a T
We was tryna shoot from deep like we tryna score a three
Got my mans in this bitch only tappers in this G
Finna f*ck his head up we got a bitch next to the seat
Slide up on the nigga swim to person with the Z
Salt on the nigga's head we knock a nigga off his feet
No slug on my mother she bet you'd like to flip the G's
We gon' knock off your feet the last nigga suckin' crazy
Put his ass on the teeth yeah
Writer: 313 Tay
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