Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Personal

Man, they go and me like
You know who your true friends until you ah umm
Both got a bit of money
I mean cause both broke
Then no strain on the relationship, y'all both broke
And if you got money and he got no paper
He still needs you so you'll know how he really feel about you
When both get some paper, you'll see

We used to get money together, phone honies
Pushin chromed out twinkies in custom coach
You it's all love, but nigga it's whatever
Cause this is business, it personal
Same dream, team, same schemes (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 ain't got to be runnin behind y'all
I know when I first it was crazy to y'all
"He's gon' start his own label, he'll be able"
Well, nigga been wrong before
And you'll be wrong if you bet against him
We move through the hood like identical
But it just so happen that a nigga made it
You showed your true colors, y'all niggaz stay
don't stop him, a nigga weigh platinum
Stop the hood, to say what's happenin? (sup nigga)
hugz (uh-huh) fake whassup
Fake love, fuck, fake thugs
Gotta one myself for fake shit, I raise up
Hop in my wheels and I peel, are blazed up (uh-huh)
my bid'ness dog, y'all need to stay up - one

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

I wish, I wish - success, we could all
Get a piece of it (word) but that real dog (no)
in these streets it's war, the industry much more
But rich or poor, I'ma keep it real my
Invest in and watch my money hill get bigger
And do like, pull up to some clubs
In the skirts with Jigga, and out HEY
What the fuck, pop Cris' my nigga
And then he wants to how many chips I done sold
Well it y'all business what's behind my doors
But niggaz don't appreciate shit
Helped you out and you still like a little bitch
you wonder why I put yo' ass in the tenth row
When you asked me for some to my TP-2 show
Lawwwwwwd tell me, why we like to see us grow

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

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