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 little bit of
I mean, 'cause both broke

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

We to get money together, phone honies together
Pushin out twinkies 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
(Mm)
We even sold to the 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 ain't got time to be behind y'all
I know I first started it was crazy to y'all
"He's gon' start his own label, never be able"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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, I'ma keep it real my
in chips and watch my money hill get bigger
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 how many chips I done sold
Well, it ain't y'all business what's behind my

But y'all niggaz appreciate shit
you out and you still actin like 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 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 it's
this is business, it ain't personal

Same dream, team, same schemes
We even sold to the 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 don't vibe no because we don't see alike
And mom got it twisted, she think Hov' changed
Nope, Hov's still like Rogaine
Ask your boy what he did to the Hov'

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

Maybe it wasn't you, 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 used to get money together, phone together
Pushin out twinkies in custom coach leather
You it's all love, but nigga it's whatever
'Cause is business, it ain't personal

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