Luyện nghe bài hát B.I. vs. Friendship

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

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

scratching 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 wise enough to realize
is B.I., see I wanna taste the whole cake
Some things in industry, shit 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 more of land
And to expand from the days of goin hand to
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 fuckin with this 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 seperate ways I see the fork in the
I know I you with a portion of gold
and some good fortune to hold, so THAT
while I it movin, just like truckloads
of cargo, taxin niggaz like U.S. embargoes
You my man I said so all the best
You shoulda known we do shit differently all of the rest
Can't to let a link be, loose in the chain
It's time for us to get mad more, juice in the
You're son (that's right) that's word to Billy and Fame
So I'ma the game, that we play to win (Yeah!)
So I care what you say to her or say to him
The son, is to excel and lead
And niggaz be bluffin for nothin but greed

M.O.P. and Guru

[M.O.P.] If animosity
Let me know
[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 to myself y'all, and I'm a down 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
against, Lil' ass Fame
They see me stretched out with my back smokin
Left for dead in the street my back opened
So I don't keep friends I roll with
niggaz I was RAISED WITH, 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
Cause niggaz be bluffin for nothin but greed!

[Billy
Hey yo what happened to the soldier? It never crossed 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 First loyalty, is no game
We type of niggaz that, money won't change
We all aim, for the big
but to me it don't mean if your dogs ain't witcha
I sacrifice my arteries -- WHY NIGGA?!
Ain't nobody never loved me, like my
See my business is my and my friendship 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
guess or question the love of William Danze (Sho' nuff!)
I am invaluable, to my
cause they all there in thirty-two -- BETTER THAN NOTHIN!
Think of William when they start bustin, I hold you
(When them body parts pop up cousin) be around!

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