Empire lyrics

[Intro]
1800 for you

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
[?] shoot the pallbearer
Real n*gga turned into a b*tch n*gga, [?]
Put a 2 on a dog, and collect all extras
Ain't nobody f*cking with my team, n*gga, we all special
[?] chasing great danes, he a dog catcher
Told his ass to put his [?] on him, but he a raw seller
[?] a n*gga twice, he made me scuff up my Marjellas
[?] tryna lock my cousin up, but he a smart feller

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Eh
Let's apply pressure
Should I go old school drink Ac, or should I high tech it?
Finna take this n*gga's strap, we don't buy weapons
I ain't tryna test the microphone, I say Mike, check him
f*ck a staitment, I was locked, you ain't even write letters
pus*y n*gga hating, Imma kill him, he gon' die jealous
I'll beat a n*gga ass, if he don't [?]
[?] straight dropping bullsh*t, I let them dry seprat

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
b*tch, we back in motion
[?] smoke that sh*t at once, [?] this b*tch potent
[?] with some crack on it
Seen doggy 3 weeks later, now he a crack smoker
I ain't mean to do that sh*t
It's just life, huh
b*tch I'm really having what I want, don't check the price now
Baby this is not no anaconda, this a python
357, I learned about this b*tch on Lifetime
[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
Paint a n*gga whip in broad day, I'm a known artist
Line his neck up with a raiser, I'm a whole barber
b*tches sucking di*k and hitting lies, this a brown party
I ain't have my strap, I choked a n*gga with my phone charger
I'm a murderer
All that damn green lean you drinking, you a turtle, huh
[?] that pus*y up, and made her splash, she a squerter now
Remember when the [?] was [?], now the verse a thousand

[Verse 5: RMC Mike]
Keep that sh*t a hundred times 10, [?] a thousand
Planted seeds in some green grass with purple flowers
Love high tech, but Activis bring out cirtain powers
Unc first time getting high, he took 30 sours
Old 6 expidition, but [?]
[?] b*tch for 3 months, made 70 thousand
You ain't never had a bag, n*gga, let's be honest
[?] I'm tryna make a milli, just let me count it

[Verse 6: Rio Da Yung OG]
Selling yay, I see [?] random people [?]
I don't f*ck with [?] no more, I'm looking for a script writer
Fell in love with cookie, should've had a role on Empire
You know it's hard out here for a pimp, [?] Howard
I'm finna whip that brick
I ain't have enough to buy the bole, so I took that sh*t
8 lines of red in the juce, ain't tryna look suspicious
[?] this b*tch look delicious