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 niggas wanna OD
Aiyyo, the bottom line is I'ma with a deal
If my record sell, I'ma rob and steal

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm a klepto, nah, for real, son, I'm
I'm to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit
Right now I'm bent and 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 weigh 400 pounds, how he gon' catch me, son?

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

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

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

I figured it out robbing Joe before
That's why his ass don't be a playa no more
Mad at you, I'm J.D.
you, pay me

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

I hit the studios, take and leave
Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them ass rings
Tell Sticky, the cash before I empty three
I'll your ass like that white boy on MTV

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

Juvenile for his Cash Money piece
Told him I 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 shine

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

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

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

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

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

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

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