Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Personal

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

Then there's no strain on the relationship, y'all both
And if you got money and he got no paper
He still you so you'll never know how he really feel about you
When both get some paper, you'll see

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

dream, same team, same schemes
(Mm)
We even sold to the 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 time to be behind y'all
I know when I first it was crazy to y'all
"He's gon' start his own label, he'll be able"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause in these streets it's war, the much more
But rich or poor, I'ma keep it my nigga
Invest in chips and watch my money get bigger
And do things like, pull up to 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 y'all business what's behind my doors

But y'all niggaz don't appreciate
Helped you out and you actin like a little bitch
you wonder 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
Pushin chromed out twinkies in custom leather
You claim all love, but nigga it's whatever
'Cause this is business, it ain't

dream, same team, same schemes
We even sold to the same 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 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 the whole game
Now when we see each it's so strange
I don't know to hug him or slug him
(Damn)

I don't know to cap him or dap him
I don't know what to think of him, I don't know what's
But I do know, all the niggaz that you know
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 the fuck to do
Do me a favor, place in my shoes
The game, no exceptions, follow the rules

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

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