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Record Label Murder

アーティスト:Paris  アルバム:Unleashed 

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(Paris) Now what would you do, if I blast all up in yo' shit, motherfuck the whole staff Niggaz know I flow, nine millimeter shittin slugs I'm seein bloody bodies on the motherfuckin 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, bitch you ain't gon' do me like you did Da Lench Mob I'm decorated in this game, I played too motherfuckin long Now - I ain't gotta name nobody name All I'm knowin is the whole fuckin roster is complainin Talkin bout these white boys tryin to do promotion And white bitches tryin to get fucked by these soldiers Talkin with that slang like you down but now hold on See now that's enough to get yo' devil-ass stole on Fuckin with the wrong nigga, playin with my cash I'm known for puttin devils on they motherfuckin back Blast through the front do', what the fuck I'm 'posed to talk? Fuck court, I'll be a dead nigga 'fore you walk Brownout at nine, had no motherfuckin mercy So who the sexy nigga, bitch record label murder (Chorus) (nigga label murder) Now we fin' to start some shit (that nigga fin' to start) Motherfuckers shoulda quit (better have a nigga money) Out for each and every dime Seem like everytime I turn around some janky motherfucker tryin to


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