Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Personal

Man, go and tell me like
You never know who your friends until you, ah umm
Both got a little bit of
I mean, 'cause y'all both

there's no strain on the relationship, y'all both broke
And if you got money and he ain't got no
He needs you so you'll never know how he really feel about you
When y'all get some paper, you'll see

We used to get money together, phone honies
Pushin out twinkies in custom coach leather
You claim all love, but nigga it's whatever
this is business, it ain't personal

Same dream, same team, same
(Mm)
We even sold to the damn fiends
(How is dat?)
Ain't no in this war for this 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 started it was crazy to y'all
"He's start his own label, he'll never be able"

Well, nigga you've been wrong
And you'll be wrong again if you bet him
We move through the hood identical twins
But it just so happen a nigga made it rappin

You showed your true colors, y'all stay yappin
That don't stop him, a weigh platinum
Stop through the hood, to say happenin?
('Sup nigga)

Fake
(Uh-huh)
whassup
Fake love, fake fuck, fake

Gotta one myself for your shit, I raise up
Hop in my and I peel, streets are blazed up
(Uh-huh)
About my bid'ness dog, y'all need to up one

We used to get together, phone honies together
Pushin 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, team, same schemes
We sold to the same damn fiends
Ain't no rules in war for this green
is business, and it ain't personal

I wish, I wish, success, we could all
Get a of it
(Word)
But that real dog
(No)

'Cause in these streets it's war, the industry much
But rich or poor, I'ma keep it real my
Invest in chips and watch my money hill get
And do things like, pull up to clubs

In the skirts Jigga, and yellin out hey
What the fuck, pop that my nigga
And then he wants to know how many I done sold
Well, it ain't y'all 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
When you asked me for some tickets to my TP-2
Lawd me, why we don't like to see us grow?

We used to get money together, phone together
Pushin chromed out 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 fiends
Ain't no rules in war for this green
is business, and it ain't personal

(Uh-huh)
Be
(That's right)

We don't vibe no more we don't see alike
And your mom got it twisted, she Hov' changed
Nope, Hov's still here Rogaine
Ask boy what he did to the Hov' game

How he the whole game
Now we see each other 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 know what to think of him, I don't what's happenin
But what I do know, all the niggaz you know
Locked up a few doe, but who knows?

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, yourself in my shoes
The game, no exceptions, follow the rules

We used to get money together, honies together
Pushin out twinkies in custom coach leather
You claim it's all love, but it's whatever
'Cause this is business, it ain't

Same dream, same team, same
We sold to the same damn fiends
Ain't no rules in war for this green
is business, and it ain't personal