Luyện nghe bài hát B.I. vs. Friendship

*GangStarr's "Who's Take the Weight?" plays in the background*

It's like, a friendship, and a business
And, we have to always be of the difference
between em; y'know, some things can happen
ruin one or the other, so
we alwa-we always concious of those things
Those obstacles can, y'know trip us up
because we ain't trying to go out like

*Primo fades in gradually*
"friends" "business" (repeat 3X)

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRAHHAHHH!!!
C'mon! Motherfucker! Yeah! ...
GangStarr! GangStarr! M.O.P.
people!

Son you're supposed to be my man, but you ain't wise to realize
this is B.I., see I wanna taste the cake
Some in this industry, shit be so fake
Make no mistake, if you're my man understand
the plan, to stack hundreds of grands (That's right!)
And how to stand, on more acres of land
And to expand from the days of goin to hand
So I was CEO I do my thing son
and turn underground rap thing to my kingdom
a fistful, of rhymes for the fiscal year
MC's are wishful fuckin with here
stuck with the tear, for fear they foresake a brother's love
it's clear -- I'd to be the better man I'm thinkin
The 7th Man ain't got no time for petty speakin (uhh)
So we go our ways I see the fork in the road
I know I blessed you with a portion of
and some good to hold, so KEEP THAT
while I keep it movin, just truckloads
of interstate cargo, taxin like U.S. embargoes
You my man like I said so all the
You shoulda known we do differently than all of the rest
Can't afford to let a link be, loose in the
time for us to get mad more, juice in the game
You're buggin son (that's right) word to Billy and Fame
So stay the game, that we play to win (Yeah!)
So I don't what you say to her or say to him
The object son, is to excel and
And be bluffin fallin for nothin but greed

M.O.P. and Guru

[M.O.P.] If it's
[Guru] Let me
[M.O.P.] If you plottin to stop my
Fame] Time to go!
[M.O.P.] GangStarr, M.O.P.
[Billy Tryin to blow!
[M.O.P.] If you my man you understand!
2X*

[Lil'
I'm true to myself y'all, and I'm a ass nigga!
So fool yourself, clown ass nigga!
I always been the type of cat put it on ya
since back in the days when Laze me off the corner
And every since then, the whole changed
against, Lil' ass Fame
They wanna see me out with my back smokin
Left for dead in the street with my back
So I don't keep friends I just with
niggaz I was RAISED WITH, went out in a BLAZE
In the penile, to B.ville, to Grayson
And we together, in these last days kid
So I don't what you call friends
cause it's on then they gone in the end!
But I'ma handle my business
Cause niggaz be bluffin fallin for but greed!

[Billy
Hey yo what happened to the love soldier? It never my mind
that you would doubt my love inside and test my
I divide, that I got
with my M.O.P. -- WE ALL AND WE OUT!
To the Family loyalty, is no game
We them type of niggaz that, money change
We all aim, for the big
but to me it don't mean if your dogs ain't witcha
I my main arteries -- WHY NIGGA?!
nobody never loved me, like my niggaz
See my business is my friendship and my is my business
Can I get a witness?! (Preach on nigga!)
Hey yo we through all out wars, half-assed tours
Travelled 'cross this land with contraband
(See you my man!) And you never got to
second guess or question the love of Danze (Sho' nuff!)
I am invaluable, to my
cause they all rest there in thirty-two -- THAN NOTHIN!
Think of William when they bustin, I hold you down
(When them body parts pop up cousin) be around!

"friends" "business" (repeat 6X to fade)