Record Label Murder

Now what would you do if I blast

All up in your shit, motherfuck the whole staff

Niggas non-flow, nine millimeter shit then slug

I'm seeing bloody bodies on the motherfucking rug

6 O'clock be the time, if it's on, let it be

You see it in my eyes, riding boo, hella deep see

But you ain't gone do me like you did the lenchmob

I'm decorated in this game, I played too motherfucking long

Now, I ain't gotta name nobody name

All I'm knowing is the whole fucking roster is complaining

Talking 'bout these white boys trying to do promotions

And white bitches trying to get fuck by these soldiers

Fucking wit that slang like you down but now hold on

Seen that ass enough to get your devil ass stoled on

Fucking wit' the wrong nigga, playing wit' my cash

I'm known for putting devils on they motherfucking back

Blast through the front door, what the fuck, I'm 'posed to talk

Fuck court, I'll be a dead nigga 'fore you walk

Blaow, now the nine had no motherfucking mercy

So who the sexy nigga, bitch, record label murder

Now we feel free to start some shit

Motherfucker shoulda quit

Out for each and every dime, seem like every time

I turn around, some jacky motherfucker trying to take what's mine

Got the whole fucking clique

Now we fit to start some shit

Got these niggas out the zoo for the job

Bow down or motherfucker you can die when we start robbing

So many times I've seen these niggas fucked up out they chips

'Cause they didn't know the game, only making 10 percent

Dealing wit' these fucking jews, now you losing every time

How many platinum niggas standing in the county line

Make you want to get your brick and snatch his ass up out the car

Baby renegotiate, fucking wit' them scars

Now you asking who I'm talking 'bout, homie you could pick

This whole industry got niggas' shit on whitey dick

And now, since I'm a soldier known to speak my fucking mind

I'ma put you up on game everytime I start to rhyme

Fuck that devil, get your own man, learn about some shit

Or be another broke nigga telling what he did

And now I think you know that I really gives a fuck

??? 'cause I'm God that the devil try his luck

Last man standing up for the truth, say you heard it

These players getting played homie, record label murder