Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Personal

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

Then 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 never know how he feel about you
When both get some paper, you'll see

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

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

Look, I'm a man dog
And I ain't got to be runnin behind y'all
I know when I first it was crazy to y'all
"He's gon' his own label, he'll never be able"

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

You showed true colors, y'all niggaz stay yappin
That stop him, a nigga weigh platinum
Stop through the hood, to say happenin?
('Sup nigga)

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

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

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

Same dream, team, same 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 ain't real dog
(No)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

How he the whole game
Now when we see each it's so strange
I know whether to hug him or slug him
(Damn)

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

Maybe it 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, gotta the rules

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