Luyện nghe bài hát The Music of Business

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

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

(chorus 2x):
(parish sample): music please, music please
(color me bad sample): "why you treat me so "
(parish sample): music please..music please
(other sample): "i don't why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle business

(verse 2)
It's sort of like the is the devil:
R&b, pop, gospel to heavy
make doe pimping the ghet-to
Label mates: different rats in the rat race
The production company is the nigga that you to hate
Management is your crimy. lawyer is your liar
And when your famous but po', you set accountants office on fire
like this: they loan you $1
For you just to even, they stack $10
you finally make one dollar, your profit is andrew jack-son ($20)
You skinny. got plenty. the benjamins? before you see any
They getting big cheese.
No vaseline dope m.c.'s, "so freeze"
the police chief? it takes a thief
Here's everything you need to about the record industry,
a chief.
'cause labels is $300,000 deals;
Blowing smoke up my ass, but we both know crack kills.
Not very many, rappers see a penny
But platinum is two million units. cd's cost $20.
(too true) so here's a
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 me so bad? "
(parish smith sample): please..music please.
(other sample): "i know why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle business.

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

(chorus: repeats end):
(parish smith sample): music please, music
(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