Luyện nghe bài hát The Jerry Maguire Song

Whussup

Ah man you know just doing a little underground shit
you know selling these tapes broke ass fuck

Yeah I see you know what i'm sayin I tryin to go out like that
I'm trying to get signed
have a video and shit you know what I'm
so I can get some respect and some ends in motherfucker

Oh well you got a little skill you can do that
but um listen to this check this out

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Now heres this story this fool
I from back in the day
His name was Mike, he used to kick raps the way
I used to see this nigga everyday up at the
I mean dude was type of fool
who said what he meant
You could peep him at
by the bench
Now he lived in the some called the Danger Zone
so he was no stranger to own of gettin a legal scratch
But for some Strage reason he wasn't like that
We used to kick back a sack
Every now and then but
he was in the house his pen
Writing raps that all the homies was fat
To match that he got he gots his
From this nigga Toan
One day Mike said to
"Lets hook up a man
That shit be on"
Or thats what thought shit didn't pop
Right away got caught slippin
And really started trippin
After a couple months he out of school
Now we all day it getting high
blunts even quit his part time J.O.B
Tooked the money that he
Put shit up on the P
And now he's zits
Man you know the skit
On how his ass gon
After he's stacked chips
But out the blue he got call
>From this A&R talking bout it's time to
The first thing that runned Mikes mind
Is that I wont have to
So when he got the
He didnt give it back ignored the
That was fine Flashed 50g's in his
And "All you have to do
Is on the line to get it"
But Toan with it
when the group split
But Mike didn't he knew he could get beats
From the kids he was on the label
So he took the money did some normal rapper's
bought his ass a new
Tried to buy his moms a
But when she said I aint move up out the hood
He off all her loans and hit the studio
Every day of the week
And made the beat hella tight
And after a couple a
The album was so he gave the masterd
To the label so they handle the bissness

aww fool I know who you talking about that was that nigga nigga
mike yeah fools shit was tight fool he was blowin up fool what
happend that nigga got dropped or what I dont know I never seen
that in the hood no more

(murs chuckles)
This why you seen that motherfucker in the hood fool

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Now when the single
It really to pop
His hit the charts at the top
You see his video all day on The Box
And he hit the spot
All the bitches would
Same ones back in high that didnt wanna speak
Now they step Mike tellin him he's a freak
But he didnt get the big
And start to tweak he stayed to earth
And it with his homies
single day on the Turf
So the album released
He thought his check might
But he see the loot
Every time he the label
gave him the same song and dance
About his having to be recouped
And on the day of his second shoot
They told he had let go
It seemed the thought
Rap wernt bringing in enough dough
You know not capital
So dropped the whole
of Black Music
Now of them artist didn't go on to do shit
When to 9 to 5's punchin clocks
weekly checks
But had a plan after a while
He knew he was getting
By these Exec's
Now it was time to put the plan in
Next day at the building he in
Disguised as the dude Fed X
the elevator all the way
To the top floor no sooner then he
Out the the secutary askin "Who the package is for"
He "Im here to see uh Mr.Goldstien"
She said "Right now he be seen"
So he tryed t walk her and ignore it
Then she his shirt like
"Nah I sign for it"
So he her the clip board
Then like he was pullin a pen
Out of his But a rag full of chloriform
Then over her face
The bitch was out slid her fat ass
Under the just incase no time to waste
He into the Big Man's office
As soon as Goldstien Mike face
He knew was going on
So he reached for the
Just as Mike
So he healed up the end of the
To show him that shit was dissconected
He connected with a knife to his pipe
Now he couldn't for his life
He said none of this had to
If you treated your artists right
Trying to pimp my art
giving us a equal part
But I was peepin your plan the start
It was never to see us be young black and
Yal wanted to be the only
chips that fool looked like he was
honna himself a heart attack and shit
But Mike stepped back and him in the heart
with the pen he signed his contract with, aint a bitch

I heard that fool to Moraco or some shit