Luyện nghe bài hát Industry Shakedown

"industry shakedown"
I this one
The shakedown
up
Uh huh
"industry shakedown"
Now the reason I it... the industry shakedown
Is 'cause of niggas have fucked up
"word up, shakedown"
Now what I by fucked up is
don't wanna see the game played right
"word up, up"
So me and my pete rock
Gon show y'all how to the game right
"get ready for the shakedown"
"word up, up"
up, word up"

1]
Uh, uh
I can't stop rockin I was to keep it hot
Fought through miles of just to get what I got
Without crying, mad shots without dying
Man they know when I'm in town mad start flyin
Who ever thought that I be dealt the hand
That would make me the feared lyrical man
Ask tone how it not to be able to sleep
I was layin on him in his dream squeezing on the
I kept the on him, now, I'm universal
Now he played money game called hand, reversal
I remember when I that I could rock at def jam
While I was watching other caught up in a def scam
I remember when I stepped to lyor, I should've him
'cause that cracker a crook, ever since I first known him
I'd sale to atlantic
But there's niggas workin for 'em that'll sink the label
Like the fucking
What I gotta do is run some up in sylvia rhone
So she can hear bumpy on this microphone
Maybe I can elektra - fy her
Show her how I take love and turn it to
I never been an ass
I call it if right, if rappers ain't gay or dikes
Then unpluggin your mic
My shit is cordless, I'm thugged out and wild as
And I'm comin for my crown, it's bumpy baby
And it's...
The industry

"word up, up"
Ha!
"word up, up"
"ready for the shakedown"
Yeah!
"word up, up"
"industry shakedown"
"word up, up"
That's right
Me and my nigga pete rock gon show you how to shake it down
You for this one? check it out

2]
When I spit hot potato, I was tommy boy
But didn't wanna be the the next act that would destroy
See labels be all on your dick, when they see you some paper
But I the game, 'cause I pull the capers
Got way nut, than date rapers
You better be to get yourself an office
Way on top of that
I the ruckus, your money lookin proper
Have you ever been stuck up by a hip hopper
Forgot ya signed to cappa, a real brasco
A wit mics and tape recorders, all up in his asshole
of police, I found a interscope
And when I through the hole what I saw was dope
I saw a new nigga, behind a big desk
Wit a big head and a big
And a big belly, talkin on a
Hatin real players, niggas throats
he was tryin to be the mayor
Then some niggas rushed in, him in his mouth
Threw him down on the floor and started him out
fuck steve stoute, serve street justice
Cryin on the floor wit your lip all
You went out a pussy, fuck the dough you got
'cause wit all that money nigga, you still buy a heart
gangstas play the part
I'm around, to bring you, the industry shakedown

Ha!
"word up, up"
To the pete rock, and you don't
To the pete rock, and you don't
My nigga pete rock, and you don't

3]
I never felt like I should have to hold anything I say
So I make the kinda records red alert don't
Because I flow too hard, my is penetratin
Or maybe crate needs renovatin, I'm used to hatin
why I'm hockey on you niggas, stickin and skatin
I about the blaze battle, they asked me to be in it
But to not me one of the 50 great
So I reviewed my tapes, figured my
Sat and for a minute, grabbed the phone and said listen
I sell records than some niggas out wit a deal
Gettin more and all my diamonds is real
And you want me to for a rolie, that i'ma take anyway
Better leave me the fuck alone bumpy don't play
It made me laugh when I think about how harris
Tried to play me than got and all fuckin embarrassed
Fly is that he saw me, wit a smile, at a club
Reached to shake my fuckin hand and, brought a nub
All them temporary spots will be filled time
You can hate me now but I will rhyme
Fall down again, more wild, more corrupt
Still more shit, more fire, more abrupt
And I'll put my two guns down
that
'cause I need 'em... for the shakedown

"word up, up"
C'mon!
"word up, up"
Yeah!
"industry shakedown"
That's
That's the fuck I call, a industry shakedown
"word up, up"
And a lotta motherfuckers out there that I didn't name in this
Motherfucking song but I you this much
"get for the industry shakedown"
Don't think I forgot motherfuckers, 'cause I reserve my
bumpy knuckles baby, ha
"word up, up"
And the chocolate boy
I show you niggas a way, to six feet