Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Personal

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

there's 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
y'all both get some paper, you'll see

We used to get money together, phone honies
Pushin chromed out twinkies in custom coach
You claim 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 is dat?)
no rules in this war for this 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, nigga been wrong before
And you'll be wrong again if you bet him
We move through the hood like twins
But it just so happen a nigga made it rappin

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

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

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

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

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

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

in these streets it's war, the industry much more
But rich or poor, keep it real my nigga
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 that Cris' my
And then he to know how many chips I done sold
Well, it ain't y'all business what's behind my

But y'all niggaz don't appreciate
Helped you out and you still actin 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
Lawd 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 claim all love, but nigga it's whatever
'Cause this is business, it personal

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

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

We don't vibe no more because we don't see
And your mom got it twisted, she 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 don't whether to hug him or slug him
(Damn)

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

it wasn't you, maybe I'm buggin too
(Right)
But I'm scared dog, I don't what the fuck to do
Do me a favor, place yourself in my
The game, no exceptions, follow the rules

We used to get money together, phone honies
Pushin chromed out in custom coach leather
You claim it's all love, but it's whatever
this 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 personal