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michael raps - fact lyrics

cmon let’s go right here
let’s go right here

i’m all fed up with all these f-ckboys talking sh-t out here
all these f-ckboys talking sh-t
around this neighborhood right now
sayin, “mp ain’t this, mp ain’t that”
shut the f-ck up, who do you think you are?

i got boys in the trap, that’s a fact
i got boys in the hood, that’s a fact
pull my 9 on your b-tch -ss, b-tch -ss
run up on ya take your f-ckin cash, down to blast
ayy
you know mp gang is all about that sh-t
we ain’t do this for the money, for the thrill of it
ayy man you know when i’m running up, i’m spilling it
all this lean in my sprite, drink it right
ayy

you know we sipping all of this sh-t every night
ayy
you know your girlfriend p-ssy tight
ayy
yeah i gotta look, in them cheeks
that sh-t was so ripe, it was neat
in that sh-t
yeah you know that imma pack a f-cking clip
with your name on it, put your brain on it
it’s a shame homie
you know imma f-ckin go in
mp, mp gang finna f-ckin win

ayy ayy, slow it down
yeah yeah, you out here lookin like a clown
ayy, i’m about to spit it
but you know i’m with it
f-ck around and get hit
in this b-tch
yeah you know i’m the thriller mike jackson in this sh-t
if you know me mp, imma hack ya lil b-tch
yeah yeah, you know i’m from the street
yeah you know i’m really neat
run up on me catch that heat

yeah you know i’m going in
yeah you know i’m gonna ride
if you wanna slide up on me yeah you know that’s homicide
ayy yeah you know that imma finna kill your b-tch -ss
then i’m about to grab your cash
then mother f-ckin dash
from the crime scene
flomine
sippin on that drenilean
yeah you know my lean good
talking sh-t, you get spilt
in this hoe
yeah you know
i’m about to f-ckin go
yeah you know i gotta glow
chief keef in this f-cking hoe
ayy

ayy ayy
ayy
ayy

i keep my uzi in the dresser
man i call that sh-t the stresser
and you know that if i roll up you know i got the h-sh-r
ayy call me ke$ha
because i’m bout that sh-t
ayy man you know that all at my parties you know that sh-t lit
ayy

ayy you know imma spit every night
yeah you know i pack the knife
and i’m finna spill some body
on this sh-t
spill some flood
hold up, thug
yeah you know that sh-t
f-ckin water bug
south side, mr. slug
pull up to the party
with my 12 gauge
pump that sh-t back
that’s the shelf age
ayy ayy
you know we stealth man
ayy ayy
i pack that gel man

ayy
you know that imma run up in your trap
you know i got my 9 i c-ck it back
my all my boys, they pack their uzis
spray up on your windows, that sh-t jacuzzis
ayy
it’s getting f-ckin hot up in this hoe
take your b-tch down a ride, down f-ckin death row
ayy
yeah you f-cking know
where i mother f-cking be
i’m at that s t u a r f-cking t
ayy ayy

represent
yeah you know i represent
when i roll up to your party yeah you know who the f-ck it is
it’s mp gang, mp gang
mp gang
party in this b-tch
yeah ferrari in this sh-t
ayy

- michael raps lyrics

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