Luyện nghe bài hát How To Rob An Industry Nigga

The art of getting
This is how we do style, boy
You know I'm saying?

R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P A C
R.I.P that wanna OD
Aiyyo, the line is I'ma crook with a deal
If my record sell, I'ma rob and steal

You better recognize, nigga, I'm from the street
These industry 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 dreams of fucking an R an' B
And I'll wake up early and with all your shit
When I apply pressure, son, it ain't funny
I'm about to stick for some of that Whitney money

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'll catch P and Silkk, The Shocker right after the
And Will Smith and ass down in Miami
Run up on Timberland and Missy with the
Like you the cash and you put the hot dog down

I figured it out been Joe before
why his ass don't 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 get down, well, you tell, homey
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 ain't sell

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

Canibus wanna battle I'm sticking them up
Nigga get coroners picking him up
Heavy tried to hide his shit, try to stall ya
He "Why you robbing me
I got 'Nuttin But for ya

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

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

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

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

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?

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

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

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