Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Games Hijacked

Yeah, too hardcore muthafuckas out here in this business
Ain't their proper loot
You know what I'm
Check the

Everybody talkin' the way hip-hop ain't the same
kidnapped the game
I know the biggest in the and no joke
Half of 'em broke and of 'em smoke

I got into hip-hop game
to try to get a girl and get some light-weight fame
There'd never been no cash in it
So who thought you could get with it?

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

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

I started crashin' rap
hardcore rhymes through wack MC's chests
I signed on the lines of a contract
even read it, fuck that

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

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

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

Let me tell you how it

Now while every MC in the
Was about a white boy gettin' the fame
dug out the foundation
Now let me a demonstration

Say, you got a dope group from the
Talkin' mad shit, they're up to no good
You 'em to a label
Now who behind the table?

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

You go on tour, the white says you're wild
Tone down your
The jocks are all pop
So how the fuck this nigga know what to rock?

The shit that make your turn green
Is when you get dissed by a kidnap
I give a fuck about muthafuckas
I'm doin' this jam to save my brothers

Get paperwork straight, kid
Get a lawyer and accountant just I did
Don't blow your dough, 'cause you see gs
But this 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, pull your pants
The hijacked

Yo, the rap game's
I'm talkin' a hijack
The rap game's
it

You can go gold and owe the record label cash
Yo, kid, check the
about the word 'recoup', troop
And stop 'round, all hyped and souped

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

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

I'm to tell you what's up
You best to listen to this record even if you hate my fuckin'
'Cause I can't stand around and watch rap get done
And my brothers ain't none

A nigga like me has spit game
Nigga, get that cash flow, that muthafuckin' fame
'Cause the white man's us off once again

Fool, the rap hijacked
You to listen, nigga
The rap hijacked
Need to play record about ten times

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

R&B's
Black is hijacked
being black is hijacked

Nigga, stupid muthafuckas, rippin' us off
You better get a end while the there, boy
Silly ass bitch, around with a gold chain
All niggas gotta get some real

Muthafucka, up, fuck a bitch
Better get somethin' you can own,
man ain't givin' up shit
Word o'

Although I got a engineer
But he's minimum wage
So cool, yeah
been hijacked