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 bit of money
I mean, 'cause y'all broke

Then there's no strain on the relationship, y'all both
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 to get money together, phone honies together
Pushin chromed out twinkies in custom leather
You it's all love, but nigga it's whatever
this is business, it ain't personal

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

Look, I'm a man dog
And I got time to be runnin behind y'all
I know when I first started it was to y'all
"He's gon' start his own label, never be able"

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

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

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

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

We used to get money together, phone together
Pushin chromed out in custom 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 sold to the same damn fiends
Ain't no rules in war for this green
This is business, and it personal

I wish, I wish, that success, we all
Get a of it
(Word)
But ain't real dog
(No)

in these streets it's war, the industry much more
But rich or poor, keep it real my nigga
Invest in chips and my money hill get bigger
And do things like, pull up to some

In the with 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 y'all business behind my doors

But niggaz don't appreciate shit
Helped you out and you still actin a little bitch
Then you why I put yo' ass in the tenth row
When you asked me for tickets to my TP-2 show
Lawd tell me, why we don't like to see us

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

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

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

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

How he jeopardized the game
Now when we see each other so strange
I know whether to hug him or slug him
(Damn)

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

Maybe it 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, gotta the rules

We to get money together, phone honies together
Pushin chromed out twinkies in custom coach
You claim it's all love, but nigga whatever
'Cause this is business, it personal

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