Justin Bieber stole Big Sean ? ...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iNlAT9BLzo
First off, ? your ?
And the clique you claim
North side when we ride
Come equipped with game
You claim to be a player
But I ? your wife
We bust on G.O.O.D Music
Bloke ? for Life
Plus Kanye tryin' to see me weak
Hearts I rip
Big Sean and G.O.O.D Music
Some mark ass ?
We keep on coming
While we running for your jewels
Steady gunning
Keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Pusha T go ask you homie
How I'll leave you
Cut your young ass up
See you in pieces
Now be deceased
Kim K,
Don't ? around with real G's
Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets
So ? peace
I'll let them blokes know
It's on for Life
Don't let the North side
Ride the night (ha ha)
Big Sean murdered on Wax and ?
? with me
And get your caps peeled
You know, see

Check this out
You ? know what time it is
I don't even know why I'm on this track
You all know blokes ain't even on my level
I'm going to let my little homies
Ride on you
? made ass G.O.O.D Music ?
(ah yo, yo, hold the ? up)

Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run (ha ha)
They don't wanna see us
Whole G.O.O.D Music clique
Dressing up trying to be us
How the ? they gonna be the Mob?
When we always on our job
We millionaire's
Killing ain't fair
But somebody got to do it

Oh yah Kid Cudi (uh)
You wanna ? with us
You Little young ass ?
Don't one of you ? got sickle-cell or something
You're ? with me, ? ?
You ? around and catch a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the ? up
Before you get smacked the ? up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you ? from the States that want to bring it,
Bring it.
But I ain't singing,
I'm bringing drama
? you and your mother ? mama.
I'm gonna ? all you mother ? .
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about Sean
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother ? opinion
Well this is how we gonna' do this:
? Pusha T,
? Sean,
? G.O.O.D Music as a staff, record label, and as a mother ? crew.
And if you want to be down with G.O.O.D Music,
Then ? you too.
Chino XL, ? you too.
All you mother ? ,
? you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y'all mother ? ,
? you, die slow ? .
My four four (.44 magnum) make sure all your kids don't grow.
You ? can't be me or see me.
I'm mother ? ' Thug Life rider.
The Great White North till' I die.
Out here in Canada, Bloke
We warned ya'
I'll bomb on you mother ? .
I do our job.
You think you the mob, Bloke, i'm the ? ' mob
Ain't nothing but killers
And the real Blokes, all you ? feel us.
My ? goes triple and four quadruple
You blokes laugh 'cause our staff got guns under they ? ' belts
You know how it is and I drop records they felt
You Blokes can't feel it
Im the realist
? 'em.
I'm A G.O.O.D Music killers.