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 partnership
And, we have to be concious of the difference
between em; y'know, some things can happen
that'll one or the other, so
we alwa-we always concious of those things
Those obstacles that can, trip us up
we ain't trying to go out like that

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

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

Son you're to be my man, but you ain't wise enough to realize
is B.I., see I wanna taste the whole cake
Some things in this industry, shit be so
Make no mistake, if you're my man you'd
the plan, to stack hundreds of grands (That's right!)
And how to stand, on more acres of land
And to expand from the of goin hand to hand
So like I was CEO I do my son
and this underground rap thing to my kingdom
a fistful, of rhymes for the fiscal year
MC's are fuckin with this here
They stuck with the tear, for fear they foresake a brother's
clear -- I'd have 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 blessed you with a of gold
and some good fortune to hold, so THAT
while I keep it movin, just like
of interstate cargo, taxin niggaz like U.S.
You my man like I so all the best
You known we do shit differently than all of the rest
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, we play to win (Yeah!)
So I don't care you say to her or say to him
The object son, is to and lead
And be bluffin 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
Fame] Time to go!
[M.O.P.] GangStarr, M.O.P.
[Billy Danze] 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 don't yourself, clown ass nigga!
I always been the type of cat put it on ya
back in the days when Laze snatched me off the corner
And every then, the whole game changed
Everybody's against, ass Fame
They wanna see me stretched out with my smokin
Left for dead in the street with my opened
So I don't keep friends I just roll
niggaz I was RAISED WITH, went out in a WITH
In the penile, to B.ville, to Grayson
And we thick together, in these last kid
So I have what you call friends
cause when it's on they gone in the end!
But I'ma handle my business
Cause niggaz be bluffin for nothin but greed!

[Billy
Hey yo happened to the love soldier? It never crossed my mind
that you doubt my love inside and test my pride
I divide, that I got
my M.O.P. staff -- 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 mean shit if your dogs ain't witcha
I sacrifice my main -- WHY NIGGA?!
Ain't nobody loved me, like my niggaz
See my business is my friendship and my friendship is my
Can I get a witness?! (Preach on nigga!)
Hey yo we went through all out wars, half-assed
Travelled 'cross this land with contraband
(See you my man!) And you never got to
second guess or the love of William Danze (Sho' nuff!)
I am invaluable, to my
cause all rest there in thirty-two -- BETTER THAN NOTHIN!
Think of William when they bustin, I hold you down
(When body parts pop up cousin) I'll be around!

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