Luyện nghe bài hát Record Company Pimpin'

Please listen to my
Please listen to my
listen to my demo

A told me the record company's the pimp
The artist is the hoe, the stage is the
And the audience is the trip,

Incredible nigga
You can't I'm just one nigga
Goddamn, I've gotten bigger, intellect
Walk in a room and the whole interior inferior

If you look me in my eyes you fuck around
And loose control of mind, body and your soul
Grab a hold, undisputed on the
What you think, if you wink, I'll make you itch

Did you blink, did you ever drink own brain matter?
Shotgun enema, ain't no cinema
All due to the creator
For this man here, that can't no nigga near

True, of the W
What you do, I got the red and the blue
Show me one nigga dedicated to
I'll show you ten dedicated to snaps

Record company death traps decoys
to pimp young b-boys
With a cup full of yak, contact
Maniac with a

Well turn up the bass and the treble
About to do a deal with the devil for my vocal
Bullshit points, plus he to rub it in
And all my publishin', goddamn

Do I take it up the rectum just to rock the
Give up a arm, just to do a form?
Hell no, all you motherfuckers gon' this bitch limpin'
No more, record company

No more, no more company pimpin'
No more, no more record company
No more, no more record pimpin'
No more, no more, no more, no

You ain't me, uh uhh, uh uhh
I pimpin' you, uh uhh, uh uhh
I just be free, I just wanna be free
So what we gonna do? Can I holla at you, holla at

You ain't pimpin' me, listen to my demo
I ain't pimpin' you, listen to my demo
I just wanna be free, I wanna be free
So what we gonna do? Can I holla at you, holla at

I'ma keep it
It went from Please listen to my
To Get ass out my limo
Stretch it's essential
'Cause the record have your ass in a rental

If you let 'em, you to behead 'em
Contracts you never read 'em, CEO's you met 'em
to an attorney, Bernstein and Burney
Nigga, his lawyer, ain't got nothin' for ya

Treat ya like employ ya, I'm a warrior
you in the ass like a Georgetown Hoya
When they ya calls, you got to hold your balls
Catch a motherfucker in bathroom stalls

And then you show 'em you ain't a rookie
Let 'em know that rather have
More points more pussy, pimp turned bookie
Now how the I get in so much debt, goddamn, we just met

He said, to the rap game
be confused and broke
Before he whats happenin'
You can be the star and fuck
I'ma just play ya back and keep

No more, no more record pimpin'
No more, no more record pimpin'
No more, no more record pimpin'
No more, no more, no more, no

You ain't pimpin' me, please to my demo
I ain't you, please listen to my demo
I just wanna be free, I wanna be free
So what we gonna do? I got to holla at you, at you

You pimpin' me, uh uhh, uh uhh
I ain't you, uhn uhh, uh uhh
I just wanna be free, I just be free
So what we do? I got to holla at you, holla at you

It went from Please listen to my
To Get ass out my limo
It went from listen to my demo
To Get your ass out my

It went from listen to my demo
To Get ass out my limo
It went from listen to my demo
To Get your ass out my

Mamas, don't let your kids grow up to be
Unless you them if they gonna get in this business
They better this business or they gon' get fucked
as that, simple as that