Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Personal

Man, they go and me like
You never who your true friends until you ah umm
got a little bit of money
I cause y'all both broke
Then there's no strain on the relationship, y'all both
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
y'all both get some paper, you'll see

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

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

We used to get money together, phone together
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
We even to the same damn fiends
Ain't no rules in this war for green
This is business, and it ain't

I wish, I wish - success, we could all
Get a piece of it (word) but that real dog (no)
Cause in these it's war, the industry much more
But rich or poor, I'ma keep it my nigga
Invest in chips and watch my money hill get
And do things like, pull up to some
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
it ain't y'all business what's behind my doors
But y'all niggaz appreciate shit
Helped you out and you still actin like a little
Then you why I put yo' ass in the tenth row
you asked me for some tickets to my TP-2 show
Lawwwwwwd tell me, why we like to see us grow

We used to get money together, honies together
chromed out twinkies 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, same
We even to the same damn fiends
no rules in this war for this green
This is business, and it personal

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