Luyện nghe bài hát The Music of Business

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

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

(chorus 2x):
(parish smith sample): 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 metal
make doe pimping the ghet-to
Label mates: different in the same rat race
The production company is the nigga that you learn to
Management is your crimy. your lawyer is liar
And when your famous but po', you set your accountants on fire
It's like this: loan you $1
For you just to even, they stack $10
When you finally make one dollar, your profit is andrew ($20)
You skinny. got plenty. the benjamins? before you see any
They g's: big cheese.
No vaseline dope m.c.'s, "so freeze"
Call the police chief? it takes a
Here's everything you need to about the record industry,
a chief.
'cause labels is doing $300,000
coke smoke up my ass, but we both know crack kills.
Not very many, ever see a penny
But double platinum is two million units. cost $20.
(too true) so a clue
Somebody just make $40,000,000 and it wasn't you

(chorus 2x):
(parish smith sample): music please, 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 the relationship between hip-hop and drugs?
'cause professional athletes, black actors, rappers, and
All sleep in the same bed
Rich black niggaz kick it with other black people with cheddar
Same lifestyle: legal or
It be us, swinging a fuck getting skeed up with peanuts
Which leads up to a high turnover ration
Groupies tricks and be quick to give fellatio.
get the pussy and fame.
Brothers essex floss with a card
And charge it to the name
But the label owners all the real money
ask david geffrey, barry gordy, russel, or puffy (ching, ching!)
Business? you get what you deserve. you negotiate
And is renegotiable based on the sales you generate
But hip-hop fans buy albums, and, then again, tend 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 represent don't pay
The r&b ho who jock on the radio buy your cd doe.
Rap magazines be screaming they it real
But keep it fake on the
Pulling tennis and clothing advertisements. no wonder
Like common "i used to h.e.r."
Now I just fuck h.e.r. two rubbers

(chorus: repeats end):
(parish smith sample): 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): handle your business