Luyện nghe bài hát The Music of Business

(xzibit): yea. that's what I'm talking
(ras k.): yea
(xzibit): the homie john up in this motherfucker
(ras k.): yea
(xzibit): mr. x to the z with a service announcement
For all you ass rappers
(ras k.): what's
(xzibit): they think because a nigga's rapping
With a label behind him, it's all
(ras k.): yep
(xzibit): it's modern day pimps and hoes on

Ask epmd, rap is still out of
Cause hip-hop plus glocks = scott la rock, tupac and smalls
I figure y'all niggaz for lack of protocol
Now I'm gonna take matters into my own hands, like
Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate waiting to with satan
Rassassination: heads like decapitation (ching!)
Trapped in infatuation (really)? up off me
Kiss my ass. wake up n' smell the coffee
See, you're broke and unknown, your baby's mama clown you
Your family you. don't want your own kid around you
You shit. don't do shit
Ain't gone never be shit. so quits
Two video's later, she's on your (bitch)
When your selling, she "don't worry, be happy."
Bragging to her "that's just my babies daddy!"
And sadly, niggaz start acting like they shit stink
But wait: you getting cut like the cake
The music business is straight
Jewish, italiano, and
My bmi/ascap platinum placque rap
my shit to japan. at swap meets, sell my same shit back
Long sharks legs. we break beats state to state
And record deals? that shit belong a fucked up interest rate

(chorus 2x):
(parish sample): music please, music please
(color me bad sample): "why you me so bad? "
(parish smith sample): please..music please
(other sample): "i know why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle business

(verse 2)
It's sort of like the is the devil:
R&b, pop, gospel to heavy
They make doe the ghet-to
Label different rats in the same rat race
The company is the nigga that you learn to hate
Management is crimy. your lawyer is your liar
And when your famous but po', you set accountants office on fire
It's like they loan you $1
For you just to break even, they $10
you finally make one dollar, your profit is andrew jack-son ($20)
You skinny. they got plenty. the benjamins? you see any
getting g's: big cheese.
No fucking dope m.c.'s, "so freeze"
Call the police chief? it a thief
Here's everything you to know about the record industry,
a chief.
'cause labels is $300,000 deals;
Blowing coke smoke up my ass, but we know crack kills.
Not very many, rappers see a penny
But double platinum is two million units. cost $20.
(too true) so a clue
just make $40,000,000 and it sho' wasn't you

(chorus 2x):
(parish sample): music please, music please
(color me bad sample): "why you treat me so "
(parish smith sample): please..music please.
(other sample): "i know why baby!"
(xzibit): handle your business.

Want to know the between hip-hop and drugs?
'cause professional athletes, black actors, rappers, and
All sleep in the bed together
Rich black niggaz only kick it with black people with cheddar
Same legal or illegal
It be us, swinging a fuck getting skeed up with peanuts
Which leads up to this: a turnover ration
Groupies tricks and be quick to give fellatio.
Mc's get the and fame.
Brothers floss with a corporate card
And it to the rappers name
But the label make all the real money
Just ask david geffrey, gordy, russel, or puffy (ching, ching!)
you don't get what you deserve. you negotiate
And is renegotiable based on the sales you generate
But hip-hop fans don't buy albums, and, then again, to player hate
The rapper that went pop. but before this, I never
Skills don't pay the mother fucking bills. do
Is you stupid? how nice I don't pay rent
The r&b ho who theo on the radio buy your cd doe.
Rap magazines be screaming they keep it
But it fake on the cover
Pulling tennis shoe and advertisements. no wonder
common "i used to love h.e.r."
Now I just fuck h.e.r. two rubbers

(chorus: until end):
(parish smith sample): music please, please
(color me bad sample): "why you me so bad? "
(parish smith sample): please..music please
(other sample): "i know why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle your