Murder Tha Industry (feat. Dinero)
Yeah, where my real niggas at
Yeah, murder mount shit
Yungnz yeah
I'm about to expose every fake nigga I ever heard rap
For real, be forreal
Rocky Mount North Carolina Motherfucka Aye
Yeah, fuck em
Rocky Mount North Carolina Motherfucka Aye
Yeah, fuck em
I'm dissing all these fake niggas
Swear to God, fuck em
No more nice guy
Aye, and they gon' come for my body
Cause I'm coming in this bitch like, fuck the Illuminati
Woo, niggas like
They love Drake
Aye, and I be like
That nigga fake
Aye, Nero, I'm what all these niggas hate
I ain't on his dick, ain't worried about what niggas make
Aye, I done snapped
They like Nero chill
He ain't shit but a Meek Mill
Nigga be for real
Aye, and Lil Wayne
I will slap you
You come to the murder mount
I will clap you
You a pussy, I will never ever dab you up
Treat you like a present, I will wrap you up
Nigga, you got chains, but we don't give a fuck
And we don't give a damn bout what's in your cup
Kanye and Jay-Z, yeah, your kids handsome
But bring em to the murder mount, they gon' be ransomed
Future lame as fuck, Nero time and you the pad
So tell Thug and Rich Homie Quan that I'm kickin' ass
This a race you don't wanna run, cause I'm kinda fast
Ross, you don't wanna play with me, boy, I'm kinda mad
All these niggas fags
Undercovers
Drake and Wayne lovers
Undercovers
Faggot ass niggas
Thugg and Baby too
Maggot ass niggas
Yeah, I know, Kendrick Lamar
You gon' fuck Dr. Dre tomarr
Come to the projects, bitch, you gettin' murk
Niggas sell they souls just to wear a fuckin' skirt
I swear to God, I'm a button you don't wanna push
I swear to God, all these pussies need a fuckin' douch
What's the best you can say to me? Get my cake up
I swear I can't do that if I gotta wear make up
See, they misleading the team so I can't hear the guide
Yeah, I'm everybody opp, on the other side
Bitch, yeah, fuck y'all niggas
Fuck em
Every last one of you
I'm talkin' bout everybody
Every famous rapper nigga, I'm sayin' fuck ya
Fuck it
I would never duck ya
Duck ya
Underneath a car, tuck ya
If you're affiliated with the yungnz nigga, fuck ya
First off, real Ross ain't shit
He ain't even gon' fuckin' hurt ya
Fat ass try to swing on me
I'ma just throw him a burger
And Meek Mills is a bitch
And Drake is a Thugger
The whole world think it's beef
When we know they lovers
Lil Wayne softened up to Bird Man
He turned into Usher
Pull up and pop the trunk on that man
Like I'm Bone Crusher
They got security with em
Thinkin' that them yungnz can't touch em
Nigga, fuck your security
Them yungnz headbusters
I'm a North Carolina nigga
Welcome to murder mount
In my city, we drillin' nigga
Check the body count
I heard Lil Durk got bodies
Why P Diddy dick him down
They say Shy Glizzy got his chain snatch
He a fuckin' clown
They say Glizzy gottta 30
Why he ain't hold his ground
They say Kodak got the deal
Why he robbin' now
They say them yungnz in the field
Yeah, we mobbin' now
They say them yungnz need a deal
We the hottest around
What's up with this nigga, Gotti
We know you scared of Dolph
Come to my city, Gotti
You know we can set it off
Blac Youngsta yo Gotti slave
He yo Gotti dog
Yo Gotti say he real
Pay attention to law
What happened with Zed Zilla
I thought that was yo dog
Hold up
Rich Homie Quan be all on Thugger Balls
Thugger call Young Metro baee
So you know that Future soft
Yeah, murder mount shit
Yungnz yeah
I'm about to expose every fake nigga I ever heard rap
For real, be forreal
Rocky Mount North Carolina Motherfucka Aye
Yeah, fuck em
Rocky Mount North Carolina Motherfucka Aye
Yeah, fuck em
I'm dissing all these fake niggas
Swear to God, fuck em
No more nice guy
Aye, and they gon' come for my body
Cause I'm coming in this bitch like, fuck the Illuminati
Woo, niggas like
They love Drake
Aye, and I be like
That nigga fake
Aye, Nero, I'm what all these niggas hate
I ain't on his dick, ain't worried about what niggas make
Aye, I done snapped
They like Nero chill
He ain't shit but a Meek Mill
Nigga be for real
Aye, and Lil Wayne
I will slap you
You come to the murder mount
I will clap you
You a pussy, I will never ever dab you up
Treat you like a present, I will wrap you up
Nigga, you got chains, but we don't give a fuck
And we don't give a damn bout what's in your cup
Kanye and Jay-Z, yeah, your kids handsome
But bring em to the murder mount, they gon' be ransomed
Future lame as fuck, Nero time and you the pad
So tell Thug and Rich Homie Quan that I'm kickin' ass
This a race you don't wanna run, cause I'm kinda fast
Ross, you don't wanna play with me, boy, I'm kinda mad
All these niggas fags
Undercovers
Drake and Wayne lovers
Undercovers
Faggot ass niggas
Thugg and Baby too
Maggot ass niggas
Yeah, I know, Kendrick Lamar
You gon' fuck Dr. Dre tomarr
Come to the projects, bitch, you gettin' murk
Niggas sell they souls just to wear a fuckin' skirt
I swear to God, I'm a button you don't wanna push
I swear to God, all these pussies need a fuckin' douch
What's the best you can say to me? Get my cake up
I swear I can't do that if I gotta wear make up
See, they misleading the team so I can't hear the guide
Yeah, I'm everybody opp, on the other side
Bitch, yeah, fuck y'all niggas
Fuck em
Every last one of you
I'm talkin' bout everybody
Every famous rapper nigga, I'm sayin' fuck ya
Fuck it
I would never duck ya
Duck ya
Underneath a car, tuck ya
If you're affiliated with the yungnz nigga, fuck ya
First off, real Ross ain't shit
He ain't even gon' fuckin' hurt ya
Fat ass try to swing on me
I'ma just throw him a burger
And Meek Mills is a bitch
And Drake is a Thugger
The whole world think it's beef
When we know they lovers
Lil Wayne softened up to Bird Man
He turned into Usher
Pull up and pop the trunk on that man
Like I'm Bone Crusher
They got security with em
Thinkin' that them yungnz can't touch em
Nigga, fuck your security
Them yungnz headbusters
I'm a North Carolina nigga
Welcome to murder mount
In my city, we drillin' nigga
Check the body count
I heard Lil Durk got bodies
Why P Diddy dick him down
They say Shy Glizzy got his chain snatch
He a fuckin' clown
They say Glizzy gottta 30
Why he ain't hold his ground
They say Kodak got the deal
Why he robbin' now
They say them yungnz in the field
Yeah, we mobbin' now
They say them yungnz need a deal
We the hottest around
What's up with this nigga, Gotti
We know you scared of Dolph
Come to my city, Gotti
You know we can set it off
Blac Youngsta yo Gotti slave
He yo Gotti dog
Yo Gotti say he real
Pay attention to law
What happened with Zed Zilla
I thought that was yo dog
Hold up
Rich Homie Quan be all on Thugger Balls
Thugger call Young Metro baee
So you know that Future soft
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