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 what I mean by up is
They don't wanna see the game played
"word up, up"
So me and my nigga rock
Gon show y'all how to play the game
"get for the industry shakedown"
"word up, up"
up, word up"

1]
Uh, uh
I can't stop rockin I was born to it hot
Fought through of pain just to get what I got
Without crying, mad shots without dying
Man they know when I'm in mad heads start flyin
Who ever thought I would be dealt the hand
That would me the most feared lyrical man
Ask how it feel not to be able to sleep
I was on him in his dream squeezing on the heat
I kept the on him, now, I'm universal
Now he played this money game hand, reversal
I remember I thought that I could rock at def jam
I was watching other niggas caught up in a def scam
I when I stepped to lyor, I should've blown him
'cause cracker been a crook, ever since I first known him
I'd sale to atlantic
But there's workin for 'em that'll sink the whole label
Like the fucking
I gotta do is run some dick up in sylvia rhone
So she can hear bumpy on this microphone
Maybe I can elektra - fy her
Show her how I love and turn it to pain
I been an ass kisser
I call it if it's right, if rappers ain't gay or
Then they unpluggin mic
My shit is cordless, I'm thugged out and wild as
And I'm for my crown, it's bumpy knuckles 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 nigga
Me and my nigga pete rock gon show you motherfuckers how to it down
You ready for this check it out

2]
When I spit hot potato, I was peepin boy
But didn't wanna be the the next act that would destroy
See labels be all on your dick, when they see you have some
But I flip the game, 'cause I pull the
Got way more nut, date rapers
You better be to get yourself an office
Way on top of that
I bring the ruckus, money lookin proper
Have you been stuck up by a hardcore hip hopper
ya signed to cappa, a real donnie brasco
A wit mics and tape recorders, all up in his asshole
of police, I found a interscope
And when I looked through the hole I saw was dope
I saw a new nigga, behind a big desk
Wit a big and a big chest
And a big belly, on a celly
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 wit your lip all busted
You went out a pussy, fuck the dough you got
'cause wit all that nigga, you still can't buy a heart
Only play the part
I'm still around, to bring you, the industry

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

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

"word up, up"
C'mon!
"word up, up"
Yeah!
"industry shakedown"
right
That's what the fuck I call, a shakedown
"word up, up"
And it's a lotta motherfuckers out that I didn't name in this
Motherfucking song but I tell you much
"get for the industry shakedown"
think I forgot motherfuckers, 'cause I reserve my options
It's bumpy baby, ha
"word up, up"
And the boy wonder
I show you a fast way, to six feet