Luyện nghe bài hát Industry Shakedown

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

1]
Uh, uh
I can't stop I was born to keep it hot
Fought through miles of pain just to get I got
Without crying, took mad shots dying
Man they know I'm in town mad heads start flyin
Who ever thought that I be dealt the hand
That would make me the feared lyrical man
Ask tone how it feel not to be to sleep
I was layin on him in his squeezing on the heat
I kept the pressure on him, now, I'm
Now he played this money game hand, reversal
I when I thought that I could rock at def jam
While I was watching niggas caught up in a def scam
I when I stepped to lyor, I should've blown him
'cause that been 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 titanic
What I gotta do is run some dick up in rhone
So she can bumpy rockin on this microphone
Maybe I can - fy her brain
Show her how I take love and it to pain
I never been an ass
I call it if it's right, if rappers gay or dikes
they unpluggin your mic
My is cordless, I'm thugged out and wild as shit
And I'm for my crown, it's bumpy knuckles baby
And it's...
The shakedown

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

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

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

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

"word up, up"
C'mon!
"word up, up"
Yeah!
"industry shakedown"
right
That's what the 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 tell you this
"get for the industry shakedown"
Don't I forgot motherfuckers, 'cause I reserve my options
It's knuckles baby, ha
"word up, up"
And the chocolate boy
I show you niggas a way, to six feet