Record Label Murder-Paris

歌手 : Paris

专辑 : Unleashed

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:30

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TXT Record Label Murder-Paris 文本歌词

Record Label Murder - Paris

Now what would you do if I blast

All up in yo' sh*t motherf**k the whole staff

Niggaz know I flow

Nine millimeter shittin' slugs

I'm seein' bloody

Bodies on the motherf**kin' rug

Six o'clock be the time

If it's on let it be

You see it in my eyes

Ridin' through hella deep

See b**ch you ain't gon' do me

Like you did Da Lench Mob

I'm decorated in this game

I played too motherf**kin' long

Now I ain't gotta name nobody name

All I'm knowin' is the whole

F**kin' roster is complainin'

Talkin' About these white

Boys tryin' to do promotion

And white b**ches tryin' to

Get f**ked by these soldiers

Talkin' with that slang

Like you down but now hold on

See now that's enough to get

Yo' devil-a** stole on

F**kin' with the wrong ni**a

Playin' with my cash

I'm known for puttin' devils on

They motherf**kin' back

Blast through the front do

What the f**k I'm posed to talk

F**k court I'll be a

Dead ni**a for you walk

Brownout at nine

Had no motherf**kin' mercy

So who the sexy ni**a

B**ch record label murder

Ni**a label murder

Now we fin' to start some sh*t

That ni**a fin' to start

Motherf**kers shoulda quit

Better have a ni**a money

Out for each and every dime

Seem like everytime I turn around

Some janky motherf**ker tryin'

To take what's mine

Got the whole f**kin' click

And ni**a fin' to start

Now we fin' to start some sh*t

Better have a ni**a money

Got these niggaz out the zoo for the job

Bow down motherf**ker you

Can die when we start robbin'

So many times I seen these

Niggaz f**ked up out they chips

Cause they didn't know the game

Only makin' 10 percent

Dealin' with these f**kin' jews

Now you losin' everytime

How many platinum niggaz

Standin' in the county line

Make you wanna get your brick

And snatch his a** up out the car

Baby renegotiate

F**kin' with them Scars

Now you askin' who I'm talkin' bout

Homey you can pick

This whole industry got ni**a

Sh*t on whitey dick

And then since I'm a soldier

Known to speak my f**kin' mind

I'ma put you up on game

Everytime I start to rhyme

F**k that devil get yo' own man

Learn about some sh*t

Or be another broke ni**a

Tellin' what he did

And now I think you know

That I really gives a F**K

Fear no evil cause I'm God

Let that devil try his luck

Last man standin' up

For the truth say you heard it

These players gettin' played homey

Record label murder

Ni**a label murder

Now we fin' to start some sh*t

That ni**a fin' to start

Motherf**kers shoulda quit

Better have a ni**a money

Out for each and every dime

Seem like everytime I turn around

Some janky motherf**ker

Tryin' to take what's mine

Ni**a label murder Got the

Whole f**kin' click

That ni**a fin' to start

Now we fin' to start some sh*t

Better have a ni**a money

Got these niggaz out the zoo for the job

Bow down motherf**ker you can

Die when we start robbin'