Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Games Hijacked

Yeah, too many hardcore out here in this business
Ain't gettin' their loot
You know what I'm
Check the

Everybody talkin' 'bout the way hip-hop the same
Suckers the game
I the biggest in the business and no joke
Half of 'em broke and none of 'em

I got into this game
Just to try to get a girl and get light-weight fame
There'd never been no made in it
So who you could get paid with it?

Just crash the club with my and then I'm outta there
Hit skins, act bugged, that was a rap career
Run-D.M.C. jumped the fuck off
Got mad paid, word, kicked the off

wasn't many rappers out there rockin' the streets
When hip-hop was just cuts and
I seen Wildstyle dug the
I wanna be an MC, rock, rock on, know I mean?

I started crashin' rap
Shootin' hardcore rhymes wack MC's chests
I signed on the of a wack contract
even read it, fuck that

They put my record out
I'm gonna be large, what I'm talkin' about?
In the two years I made about three hundred bucks
Yo, this business

But I got another and I came correct
Got a lawyer and accountant, now my shit's
But won't get no second chance
And get fucked in this biz without a or a dance

The is to exploit young ghetto kids
A straight game and there ain't no shame
And the shit's too far
Hundred labels with all white A&R's
The game's hijacked, the rap game's

Let me tell you how it

Now while every MC in the
Was about a white boy gettin' the fame
They dug out the
Now let me give a

Say, you got a dope group from the
mad shit, like they're up to no good
You 'em to a label
Now who sits the table?

Some Jewish muthafucka that don't know
Tryin' to y'all, what's a fuckin' street hit
The shit's way off
It's like me tellin' Johnny Cash how to about his horse

You go on tour, the white agency you're wild
down your style
The jocks are all pop
So how the fuck this nigga what shit to rock?

The that make your face turn green
Is when you get dissed by a kidnap
I give a fuck these muthafuckas
I'm doin' jam to save my hip-hop brothers

Get your straight, kid
Get a and accountant just like I did
Don't blow your dough, 'cause you see gs
But game has no guarantees

Learn publishin' points, so you won't be blind
Learn to read everything you
Then you have a chance
If not, over, pull down your pants
The hijacked

Yo, the rap game's
I'm talkin' 'bout a
The rap game's
it

You can go gold and still owe the record cash
Yo, kid, check the
about the word 'recoup', troop
And stop walkin' 'round, all hyped and

You ain't nothin' but somethin' to be used and
You nothin' but a sucker to be duped and jerked
'Cause the fuckin' record label don't ya, pal
didn't love ya on the street and don't love ya now

They're out to make an end,
'Cause dollar you make, they damn near make ten
They'll you for everything you got
Or else they'll sign you and put on the shelf to rot

I'm tryin' to tell you up
You best to listen to this even if you hate my fuckin' guts
'Cause I just stand around and watch rap get done
And my brothers gettin' none

A nigga like me has spit game
Nigga, get that cash flow, fuck that fame
'Cause the white rippin' us off once again

Fool, the rap hijacked
You to listen, nigga
The rap game's
Need to play this record ten times

The rap game's
Black people own shit
The rap hijacked
it

R&B's
Black is hijacked
Just being black is

Nigga, stupid muthafuckas, they us off
You get a end while the money's there, boy
Silly ass bitch, runnin' around with a gold
All niggas get some real estate

Muthafucka, come up, a bitch
Better get you can own, asshole
White man ain't givin' up
Word o'

Although I got a white
But he's gettin' minimum
So cool, yeah
Shit's hijacked