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Autor: 50 Cent
Album: Power of the Dollar
Song title: How To Rob An Industry Nigga

[Madd Rapper]The art of getting robbedThis is how we
do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm sayin?[50 Cent]R.I.P B.I.G,
R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P enough of that shit niggas that wanna ODAiyyo the bottom
line is I'ma crook with a dealIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and
stealYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the streetThese
industry niggaz is startin to look like somethin to eatI'll snatch Kim and
tell Puff, "You wanna see her again?"Dance your ass down to the nearest
ATMI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitchBut I wake up early and
bounce with all her shitWhen I apply pressure,son it aint even funnyI'm
about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney moneyBrian McKnight, I can get
that nigga anytimeHave Keith sweatin starin down the barrel of my
nineSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be famI put the gun to
Cardan tell him, "Tell your manMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch
nowI mean right now"The only excuse for being broke is bein in
jailAn entertainer can't make bail he broke as hellI'd rob ODB but
that'd be a waste of timeProbably have to clap him run and toss the
nineI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocksPlottin to juice her for
that rock Kurupt coppedWhat Jigga just sold like 4 mil? He got somethin to
live forDon't want a nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe doorI'll
man handle Case like "Dude get on the groundYou ain't with Mary no more
where you getting chips from now?”I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they
found meSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around meI'm a klepto
nah for real son I'm sickI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old
school shitRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't
thinkAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass minkI'll rob Pun
without a gun snatch his piece then runThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he
gon catch me son?[Madd Rapper](Chorus) 2xThis aint seriousBeing
broke can make you deliriousSo we rob and steal so our ones can be
bigger50 Cent how it feel to rob an industry nigga?[50 Cents]Ill
catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the GrammiesAnd Will Smith and Jada
ass down in MiamiRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the poundLike you
gimme the cash and u put the hot dog downI figured it out Niggas been
robbin Joe before that's why his ass don't wanna be a playa no moreMad
at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU!! PAY ME!!Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had
his gat with himDMX wanna get down or will you tell on meI'm on that
Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+I should rob Clue man his shit
did wellI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sellI hit the studios take
niggas shoes and leaveCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass
ringsTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty threeIll beat your ass
like that white boy on MTVCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them
upFuck a cab the coroners pickin em upHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey
nigga I saw yaHe said "Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for
ya!"Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money pieceTold him I want it all he
said, "Even my gold teeth?"I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black
jeepOne at a time get out and take off your shineDid you ever think that
you would be this rich?Did you ever think that you would have these
hits?Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?And walk off with your
shit like it's mine?I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livinI'll rob
Boys II Men like I'm Michael BivinsCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn
GivensI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister CThat nigga still
eatin off Big's first LPI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the
floorHe asked me if I had enuff I told him "Gimme Some More"Is you
feelin this? Then wait for the sequelI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin
Gods People[Madd Rapper] (chorus)For real yo you know what I'm
sayin?Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes downIt don't
matter if you an industry nigga or a regular niggaIt don't matter, if you
got it and I need it I want it50 Cents ain't fuckin aroundTrack Masters
ain't fuckin aroundCrazy Cat ain't fuckin aroundThe Madd Rapper aint
fuckin aroundSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your
pocketsWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the busCause we
gonna get you whether you like it or not.

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[Madd Rapper]The art of getting robbedThis is how we
do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm sayin?[50 Cent]R.I.P B.I.G,
R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P enough of that shit niggas that wanna ODAiyyo the bottom
line is I'ma crook with a dealIf my record don't sell I'ma rob and
stealYou better recognize nigga I'm straight from the streetThese
industry niggaz is startin to look like somethin to eatI'll snatch Kim and
tell Puff, "You wanna see her again?"Dance your ass down to the nearest
ATMI have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitchBut I wake up early and
bounce with all her shitWhen I apply pressure,son it aint even funnyI'm
about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney moneyBrian McKnight, I can get
that nigga anytimeHave Keith sweatin starin down the barrel of my
nineSince these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be famI put the gun to
Cardan tell him, "Tell your manMason Betha, haha, come up of that watch
nowI mean right now"The only excuse for being broke is bein in
jailAn entertainer can't make bail he broke as hellI'd rob ODB but
that'd be a waste of timeProbably have to clap him run and toss the
nineI'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocksPlottin to juice her for
that rock Kurupt coppedWhat Jigga just sold like 4 mil? He got somethin to
live forDon't want a nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe doorI'll
man handle Case like "Dude get on the groundYou ain't with Mary no more
where you getting chips from now?”I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they
found meSteve know not to wear that platinum shit around meI'm a klepto
nah for real son I'm sickI'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old
school shitRight now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't
thinkAbout to make Stevie J take off that tight ass minkI'll rob Pun
without a gun snatch his piece then runThis nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he
gon catch me son?[Madd Rapper](Chorus) 2xThis aint seriousBeing
broke can make you deliriousSo we rob and steal so our ones can be
bigger50 Cent how it feel to rob an industry nigga?[50 Cents]Ill
catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the GrammiesAnd Will Smith and Jada
ass down in MiamiRun up on Timberland and Missy w/the poundLike you
gimme the cash and u put the hot dog downI figured it out Niggas been
robbin Joe before that's why his ass don't wanna be a playa no moreMad
at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU!! PAY ME!!Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had
his gat with himDMX wanna get down or will you tell on meI'm on that
Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+I should rob Clue man his shit
did wellI wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sellI hit the studios take
niggas shoes and leaveCatch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass
ringsTell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty threeIll beat your ass
like that white boy on MTVCannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them
upFuck a cab the coroners pickin em upHeavy tried to hide his shit, hey
nigga I saw yaHe said "Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for
ya!"Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money pieceTold him I want it all he
said, "Even my gold teeth?"I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black
jeepOne at a time get out and take off your shineDid you ever think that
you would be this rich?Did you ever think that you would have these
hits?Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?And walk off with your
shit like it's mine?I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livinI'll rob
Boys II Men like I'm Michael BivinsCatch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn
GivensI'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister CThat nigga still
eatin off Big's first LPI had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the
floorHe asked me if I had enuff I told him "Gimme Some More"Is you
feelin this? Then wait for the sequelI gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin
Gods People[Madd Rapper] (chorus)For real yo you know what I'm
sayin?Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes downIt don't
matter if you an industry nigga or a regular niggaIt don't matter, if you
got it and I need it I want it50 Cents ain't fuckin aroundTrack Masters
ain't fuckin aroundCrazy Cat ain't fuckin aroundThe Madd Rapper aint
fuckin aroundSo watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your
pocketsWatch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the busCause we
gonna get you whether you like it or not.

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