paroles de chanson All Factual - Serious Klein
Yeah
Ya,
ya,
ya
Sometimes
you
gotta
state
the
obvious,
my
nigga
Last
time
I
checked,
I
was
laying
right
on
a
mattress
With
niggas
doubting
my
ass
and
labels
that′s
been
too
catfish
With
girls
that's
been
the
maddest,
some
lines
that′s
been
illmatic
Guess
you
gotta
you
be
a
savage
in
a
world
that
won't
select
us
Then
another
time
I
checked
it
was
14K
'round
my
neck
And
some
gold
around
my
tooth,
industry
showing
respect
Magazines
say
he
next
critics
yelling,
yeah
that′s
facts
When
you
gotta
go
re-check
′cause
the
venues
been
too
packed
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
And
shit
won't
change,
I
still
rule
lanes
I
still
fuck
frames,
he
still
that
guy
I
might
do
London,
and
do
Selfridges
I
might
go
waste,
the
fuck
you
say?
And
shit
gon′
pop,
like
come
get
smoke
Like
boy
like
(woo),
let's
get
this
cake
And
a
boy
outside,
and
it′s
All
Selfmade
(yeah)
Like
fuck
your
brand,
fuck
unpaid
(yeah,
yeah)
Pull
up
at
your
crib
like
I
am
next,
you
dig?
ACC
then
LAX
just
for
the
checks,
you
dig?
Fuck
your
turf,
cinco
boys,
it's
a
threat,
you
dig?
Benji
steppin′,
ain't
no
cappin'
′cause
that′s
facts,
you
dig?
(Oh-ooh)
Pull
up
at
your
crib
like
I
am
next,
you
dig?
ACC
then
LAX
just
for
the
checks,
you
dig?
Fuck
your
turf,
cinco
boy,
it's
a
threat,
you
dig?
Benji
steppin′,
ain't
no
cappin′
'cause
that′s
facts,
you
dig?
(Yeah)
A
boy
too
cold,
like
where
your
feelings
at?
Fuck
your
sky,
fuck
your
limit,
where
your
ceilings
at?
Chest
talk,
where
your
titties
at?
I
heard
he
signed
a
deal
Ain't
no
dolo,
he
been
cappin'
Top
five,
top-notch,
put
your
chit-chat
where
your
trash
is
You
been
all
up
in
my
DM,
now
you
Hollywood
nigga?
Your
A&R
just
hit
my
line
′cause
I
bodied
you
niggas
Lost
233
at
wintertime,
Ghost
on
labadi
on
you
niggas
I
still
murder
your
favorite
rapper,
Irv
Gotti
you
niggas
Oh,
you
tough?
Come
and
try
They
gave
me
10,
I
gave
′em
5
But
I
still
slap
a
nigga,
so
it's
suicide,
that′s
suicide
Capo
baby,
name
another
Cincoboy,
fill
the
rubber
Selfmade
all
designer
(yeah)
Biggie
shades
plus
nike
creps
for
summer
(yeah,
yeah)
Pull
up
at
your
crib
like
I
am
next,
you
dig?
ACC
then
LAX
just
for
the
checks,
you
dig?
Fuck
your
turf,
cinco
boys,
it's
a
threat,
you
dig?
Benji
steppin′,
ain't
no
cappin′
'cause
that's
facts,
you
dig?
(Oh-ooh)
Pull
up
at
your
crib
like
I
am
next,
you
dig?
ACC
then
LAX
just
for
the
checks,
you
dig?
Fuck
your
turf,
cinco
boy,
it′s
a
threat,
you
dig?
Benji
steppin′,
ain't
no
cappin′
'cause
that′s
facts,
you
dig?
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