Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Personal

Man, they go and tell me
You never who your 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, both broke
And if you got money and he got no paper
He still needs you so you'll never know how he really feel you
When y'all both get some paper, see

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

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

Look, I'm a man dog
And I ain't got time to be runnin behind
I know when I started it was crazy to y'all
"He's gon' start his own label, he'll be able"

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

You showed true colors, y'all niggaz stay yappin
That don't stop him, a nigga 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 need to up one

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

Same dream, same team, schemes
We even sold to the same 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 ain't dog
(No)

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

In the with Jigga, and yellin out hey
What the fuck, pop Cris' my nigga
And then he wants to know how many chips I sold
Well, it ain't business what's behind my doors

But y'all niggaz don't appreciate
you out and you still actin like a little bitch
Then you wonder why I put yo' ass in the row
you asked me for some tickets to my TP-2 show
Lawd me, why we don't like to see us grow?

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

Same dream, same team, schemes
We even sold to the same damn
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 your mom got it twisted, she think Hov'
Nope, Hov's still here like
Ask your boy what he did to the Hov'

How he jeopardized 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 know to think of him, I don't know what's happenin
But what I do know, all the niggaz that you
Locked up a few doe, but who knows?

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

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