Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Personal

Man, go and tell me like
You know who your true friends until you ah umm
Both got a little bit of
I mean y'all both broke
Then there's no strain on the relationship, both broke
And if you got money and he ain't got no
He still needs you so you'll never how he really feel about you
When y'all both get paper, you'll see

We used to get together, phone honies together
Pushin out twinkies in custom coach leather
You claim it's all love, but nigga it's
this is business, it ain't personal
Same dream, same team, same (mm)
We sold to the same damn fiends (how real is dat?)
Ain't no rules in this war for green
is business, and it ain't personal

Look, I'm a man dog
And I got time to be runnin behind y'all
I know when I first it was crazy to y'all
"He's gon' start his own label, never be able"
Well, nigga been wrong before
And be wrong again if you bet against him
We move through the hood like twins
But it just so happen a nigga made it rappin
You your true colors, y'all niggaz stay yappin
That don't him, a nigga weigh platinum
Stop the hood, to say what's happenin? (sup nigga)
Fake hugz (uh-huh) whassup
love, fake fuck, fake thugs
Gotta one for your fake shit, I raise up
Hop in my and I peel, streets are blazed up (uh-huh)
About my bid'ness dog, need to stay up - one

We to get money together, phone honies together
chromed out twinkies in custom coach leather
You it's all love, but nigga it's whatever
Cause this is business, it ain't
Same dream, team, same schemes
We even sold to the same damn
Ain't no rules in this war for this
This is business, and it personal

I wish, I wish - that success, we all
Get a of it (word) but that ain't real dog (no)
Cause in these streets it's war, the industry more
But rich or poor, I'ma keep it real my
Invest in chips and watch my money hill get
And do things like, up to some clubs
In the skirts Jigga, and yellin out HEY
What the fuck, pop that Cris' my
And then he wants to know how many chips I done
Well it ain't business what's behind my doors
But y'all niggaz appreciate shit
Helped you out and you still like a little bitch
Then you wonder why I put yo' ass in the row
When you asked me for some tickets to my show
Lawwwwwwd tell me, why we don't to see us grow

We used to get money together, phone together
Pushin chromed out twinkies in custom coach
You claim it's all love, but it's whatever
Cause this is business, it ain't
Same dream, team, same schemes
We sold to the same damn fiends
Ain't no rules in this war for green
is business, and it ain't personal

A-Alike (uh-huh) be (that's right)
We don't vibe no because we don't C/see alike
And your mom got it twisted, she think changed
NopeHov's still here Rogaine
Ask your boy he did to the Hov' game
How he jeapordized the game
Now when we see each other it's so
I don't whether to hug him or slug him (damn)
I know whether to cap him or dap him
I don't know to think of him, I don't know what's happenin
But what I do know, all the that you know
Locked up doin a few doe, but who
it wasn't you, maybe I'm buggin too (right)
But I'm scared dog, I know what the fuck to do
Do me a favor, place in my shoes
The game, no exceptions, follow the rules