Luyện nghe bài hát Facts (P Money Diss)

"Jasmine is erm a guy... Who dresses up as a girl. His name is James but his erm like y'know when he dresses up as a woman he's Jasmine and Blacks used to fuck him. So... he used to holler him hard as well, so that's where that's come from"

Niggas be hating on me once

Talk you ain't in just to my name

I'm on a war
I got a vision
In a conflict I leave jaw spinnin'
Doin' since I had my re-bore rollin' in a four door Nissan

Everybody about facts
You spat bars, no facts
Get a man with facts
Said that you've been G checked
But we're gonna out if that's really a

Minarmy the team, that's
Can't with the Gs, get slapped

Yo man can't lyin' like that
No reciept we buy it like that
P, cut down on
I think it's time you take like that
Didn't do it but it gets like that
And I didn't know Blacks gives like that
OGz, they lose respect like
Brudda, you should leave alone I ain't backin' her
But her are hers not mine
If Chip, Black the Ripper and a cameraman beat then fuck it, we all got
If I Shivs
You were pipin' sniff up in crib
All lies and fibs
You said I sold Mazza's kit but I made that one, it was free for the fans online
Put 3 of his on a file by accident
I called him up, he wouldn't stop
I man a bag of VSTs and showed man techniques and beats, you know I'm not biased
Said he never got credited, where are you this?
on his Soundcloud, now mock I
I got love for Mazza he jus took shit the way and decided to say that we're not guys
Never got dropped on a one album deal, fulfilled my
Old news, long
You pay for the studio, put out your CD
Never thanks, opp signs
I talk 'bout guns, I was trained by a
I can undo and redo a 9
Security firm in Jamaica, million dollar house in LA
You top I
You your lyrical gun, dissed and missed
Said I got a kick out of chicks
Did a EP at me dissing chicks
About L L
and fibs
I can see P in a clinic pissed
Cheated on twice by his
While you were scrubbin' your girlfriend's
Griminal's older just dicked it quick
How you on me and my Ipswich chick?
She ain't on me she's keepin' it trill
And we're makin' some P on business shit
But and Miss Anderson
Oh how
They ain't enough to lift this dick
While you was lickin' your exes
They had man on the tryna dip, dip, dip
While you was buyin' em gifts
They had other man's on their Christmas list
While you were doing exes chores
She was doin' you nasty and Grim
got head off your ex and got blocked off the radio
Nah a different ting
Before she preceded to blow let him know if he spoke his career's gonna go don't tell a so we know the radio's fixed with hits
Though you wifey'd a sket
You beat up your exes got arrested
Abusin' bredder it's time to confess
Imagine Betty inside the house with him arguin' scared for her life them nights distress
Sian in the morning goin' to depressed having to put on a fake smile to present
Betty waking up in the morning horny with a eye thinking this guy should be dead
She called your BMs and told that you're cheatin' and you broke her jaw, what a guy the best
And her nose
Guess that's how you've
There's a reason he replied to it yet
Don't know what situation in with Mr Williams, it's gay and slightly a beg
Blacks fucked a and you roll with him
Jasmine's your boy's old wifey, it's
stop laughing inside of my head
Put a Insta model naked in front of Blacks I bet have a hard time tryin' to errect
I keep telling 'em I don't no more
But these they want all the grime they can get
God put me back in this path so I'm for you
Like Gabriel I'm sniping head
em slowly I'm OG the cutter
Wait why don't he with his brother?
your family
Clock full of mandem
But he don't roll with his
Heard the grapevine
P don't gays
And I heard that he's his brother
Shoulda set him up with Blacks 'cah at least they coulda gay without exposing each other
Imagine em sharing a room, on a real
Blacks with pictures of Wiley, the scene
P's with pictures of Kylie and dildos
P, don't be to your bros
You took off Little Dee you little thief
You're the one that got stealin' a hoe
Lied that I stole from the studio you're the one that was stealing the Gs that you know
You didn't me for my birthday set
When you to put it on Rem with Stripes
South west boy in the south east with
There was in his eyes
Couldn't less about YouTube views
'Cah I'm getting at you I applaud
You been rolling with early
So that EP cover chosen it fits just right
Right now boy looks suspect
Think I got dirt on you?
Come on now I can make a OG get upset
Talk about you put in grime
For a whole brother you were spittin' on dubstep
You can't shit about N.E
I never saw you once in his house when he lived in
Your comin' off, straight up bloodshed

How you can gonna talk to me hoes?
Both your exes killstreaks
Body counts bigger Sergeant Majors an' that
You're a liar
You think over?
It over yet