Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Games Hijacked

Yeah, too many hardcore muthafuckas out here in business
Ain't gettin' their proper
You know what I'm
the technique

Everybody talkin' 'bout the way ain't the same
Suckers kidnapped the
I know the biggest in the and no joke
of 'em broke and none of 'em smoke

I got into this hip-hop
Just to try to get a girl and get some fame
There'd never no cash made in it
So who thought you could get paid it?

Just crash the club my crew and then I'm outta there
Hit some skins, act bugged, that was a rap
Then Run-D.M.C. the fuck off
Got mad paid, word, kicked the off

There wasn't many out there rockin' the streets
When hip-hop was cuts and beats
I seen Wildstyle dug the
I wanna be an MC, rock, rock on, know what I

I started crashin' rap
Shootin' hardcore rhymes wack MC's chests
I on the lines of a wack contract
Didn't even read it, that

They put my record out
I'm gonna be large, know what I'm about?
In the first two years I made about three hundred
Yo, this business

But I got another and I came correct
Got a and accountant, now my shit's legit
But many won't get no second
And get fucked in this biz without a kiss or a

The game is to young ghetto kids
A straight game and there ain't no shame
And the gone too far
Hundred hip-hop labels with all A&R's
The game's hijacked, the rap hijacked

Let me you how it happened

Now while every MC in the
Was worryin' about a boy gettin' the fame
They dug out the
Now let me give a

Say, you got a dope from the hood
Talkin' mad shit, like they're up to no
You 'em to a label
Now who sits behind the

Some Jewish muthafucka don't know shit
Tryin' to tell y'all, a fuckin' street hit
The shit's way off
It's like me tellin' Johnny how to sing about his horse

You go on tour, the white agency says wild
Tone your style
The jocks are all pop
So how the fuck this nigga know what shit to

The shit that make your turn green
Is when you get by a kidnap magazine
I a fuck about these muthafuckas
I'm this jam to save my hip-hop brothers

Get your straight, kid
Get a lawyer and just like I did
Don't your dough, 'cause you will see gs
But game has no guarantees

Learn about points, so you won't be blind
Learn to everything you sign
you might have a chance
If not, bend over, down your pants
The hijacked

Yo, the rap hijacked
I'm 'bout a hijack
The rap hijacked
it

You can go gold and still owe the label cash
Yo, kid, the math
about the word 'recoup', troop
And stop walkin' 'round, all and souped

You ain't but somethin' to be used and worked
You nothin' but a sucker to be duped and jerked
'Cause the record label don't love ya, pal
They didn't ya on the street and don't love ya now

out to make an end, friend
'Cause every dollar you make, they near make ten
take you for everything you got
Or else sign you and they put on the shelf to rot

I'm tryin' to tell you up
You best to listen to this record even if you hate my guts
'Cause I just can't stand around and watch rap get
And my brothers gettin' none

A nigga like me has gotta game
Nigga, get that cash flow, fuck that fame
'Cause the white man's rippin' us off again

Fool, the rap game's
You need to listen,
The rap game's
Need to this record about ten times

The rap game's
Black people own shit
The rap game's
it

hijacked
Black acting is
being black is hijacked

Nigga, muthafuckas, they rippin' us off
You get a end while the money's there, boy
Silly ass bitch, runnin' with a gold chain
All gotta get some real estate

Muthafucka, up, fuck a bitch
get somethin' you can own, asshole
White man ain't givin' up
o' life

Although I got a engineer
But gettin' minimum wage
So it's cool,
Shit's hijacked