Luyện nghe bài hát How To Rob An Industry Nigga

The art of robbed
is how we do Brooklyn style, boy
You know what I'm

R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P A C
R.I.P niggas wanna OD
Aiyyo, the bottom is I'ma crook with a deal
If my don't sell, I'ma rob and steal

You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the
industry niggaz starting to look like something to eat
I'll snatch Kim and Puff, "You wanna see her again?"
Get your ass to the nearest ATM

I have of fucking an R an' B bitch
And wake up early and bounce with all your shit
When I pressure, son, it ain't even funny
I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that money

Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga
Have Keith sweating, staring down the from my nine
Since these Harlem World niggaz to all be fam
I put the gun to Cardan him, "Tell your man
Betha, haha, come up of that watch now
I mean now"

The only excuse for being broke is being in
An entertainer can't bail if he broke as hell
I'd rob O.D.B. but that'd be a waste of
Probably have to him, run and toss the nine

I'd follow Fox in the drop for four
Plotting to juice her for rock Kurupt copped
What, Jigga sold like 4 mil'?
He got something to for
Don't want no nigga putting thru that Bentley Coupe door

I'll man Mariah like bitch, get on the ground
You ain't Tommy no more, who gonna protect you now?
I been scheming Tone and Poke since found me
Steve know not to wear that platinum around me

I'm a klepto, nah, for real, son, I'm
I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school
now I'm bent and when I get like this, I don't think
About to Stevie J take off that tight ass mink
I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece run
This nigga 400 pounds, how he gon' catch me, son?

This ain't
broke can make you delirious
So we rob and steal so our can be bigger
50 Cent, how it to rob an industry nigga?

ain't serious
Being can make you delirious
So we rob and so our ones can be bigger
50 Cent, how it feel to rob an nigga?

catch P and Silkk, The Shocker right after the Grammies
And Smith and Jada ass down in Miami
Run up on Timberland and with the pound
Like you gimme the cash and you put the hot dog

I it out been robbing Joe before
That's why his ass wanna be a playa no more
Mad at you, I'm J.D.
you, pay me

Had Da Brat with 'em, shoulda had his gat him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell,
I'm on that shit, I do my 'Dirt All By My Lonely'
I should rob Clue, man, his did well
I wanna stick TQ but his shit sell

I hit the studios, shit and leave
Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings
Tell Sticky, gimme the cash before I three
I'll beat your ass that white boy on MTV

wanna battle while I'm sticking them up
Nigga get capped picking him up
Heavy tried to his shit, nigga try to stall ya
He said "Why you me
I got 'Nuttin But for ya

Caught Juvenile for his Money piece
him I want it all, he said, "Even my gold teeth?"
I caught Blackstreet on a street in a black jeep
We at a time, get out and take off your

Did you ever that you would be this rich?
Did you ever that you would have these hits?
Did you ever think I'd flash the nine
And walk off with your like it's mine?

I'ma sticking niggas until I'm livid
I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Bivins
Catch Tyson for that cash like Robyn Givens
I'm hungry for real, I'm' bout to Mister C
That nigga still eating off Big's LP

I had Busta and the whole on the floor
He asked me if I had enough, I told him Some More'
Is you feeling this? wait for the sequel
I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing People

This serious
Being broke can you delirious
So we rob and steal so our can be bigger
50 Cent, how it feel to rob an nigga?

For real, yo, you know what I'm
Niggas got to get stuck up, that's just how it down
It don't matter if you an nigga or a regular nigga
It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I it

50 Cents fucking around
Masters ain't fucking around
Crazy Cat ain't fucking
The Madd Rapper aint fucking

So watch your backs, watch your book
Watch pockets, watch everybody on the train
Watch on the bus
'Cause we gonna get you you like it or not