Luyện nghe bài hát B.I. vs. Friendship

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

It's like, a friendship, and a business
And, we have to always be of the difference
between em; because y'know, some things can
ruin one or the other, so
we always stay concious of those things
Those obstacles that can, trip us up
because we trying to go out like that

*Primo scratching 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 enough to
is B.I., see I wanna taste the whole cake
Some things in this industry, be so fake
Make no mistake, if you're my man understand
about the plan, to stack of grands (That's right!)
And how to stand, on much acres of land
And to expand the days of goin hand to hand
So I was CEO I do my thing son
and turn underground rap thing to my kingdom
Release a fistful, of for the fiscal year
are wishful fuckin with this here
They stuck with the tear, for fear they foresake a brother's
it's clear -- I'd have to be the better man I'm
The 7th Letter Man ain't got no for petty speakin (uhh)
So we go our seperate ways I see the in the road
I know I you with a portion of gold
and good fortune to hold, so KEEP THAT
while I keep it movin, just truckloads
of interstate cargo, taxin niggaz U.S. embargoes
You my man like I so all the best
You shoulda known we do shit differently than all of the
Can't afford to let a be, loose in the chain
time for us to get mad more, juice in the game
You're buggin son (that's right) that's to Billy and Fame
So I'ma stay the game, that we to win (Yeah!)
So I don't care you say to her or say to him
The son, is to excel and lead
And niggaz be fallin for nothin but greed

M.O.P. and Guru

[M.O.P.] If animosity
[Guru] Let me
[M.O.P.] If you plottin to my dough
[Lil' 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 in the days when Laze snatched me off the corner
And every since then, the whole changed
Everybody's against, ass Fame
They see me stretched out with my back smokin
Left for dead in the street my back opened
So I keep friends I just roll with
niggaz I was WITH, went out in a BLAZE WITH
In the penile, to B.ville, to Grayson
And we thick together, in these days kid
So I don't what you call friends
cause when on then they gone in the end!
But I'ma handle my business
niggaz be bluffin fallin for nothin but greed!

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

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