Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Personal

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

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

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

Same dream, same team, same
(Mm)
We sold to the same damn fiends
(How is dat?)
Ain't no in this war for this green
This is business, and it ain't

Look, I'm a man dog
And I ain't got time to be runnin behind
I know when I first started it was crazy to
"He's gon' start his own label, never be able"

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

You showed your true colors, y'all stay yappin
That stop him, a nigga weigh platinum
Stop through the hood, to say what's
('Sup nigga)

hugz
(Uh-huh)
Fake
Fake love, fuck, fake thugs

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

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

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

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 my nigga
Invest in chips and watch my hill get bigger
And do things like, up to some clubs

In the skirts with Jigga, and out hey
What the fuck, pop Cris' my nigga
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 don't shit
Helped you out and you still actin like a bitch
you wonder why I put yo' ass in the tenth row
When you me for some tickets to my TP-2 show
Lawd tell me, why we don't like to see us

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

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

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

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

How he jeopardized the game
Now when we see each other it's so
I don't know to hug him or slug him
(Damn)

I know whether to cap him or dap him
I don't know what to of him, I don't know what's happenin
But I do know, all the niggaz that you know
Locked up doin a few doe, but who

Maybe it wasn't you, maybe I'm too
(Right)
But I'm dog, I don't 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 together, phone honies together
Pushin chromed out twinkies in custom coach
You claim it's all love, but it's whatever
'Cause is business, it ain't personal

dream, same team, same schemes
We even sold to the same fiends
no rules in this war for this green
This is business, and it personal