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 bit of money
I mean, 'cause y'all broke

Then there's no strain on the relationship, y'all 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 paper, you'll see

We used to get money together, honies together
Pushin chromed out in custom coach leather
You claim it's all love, but nigga whatever
'Cause 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 in this war for this green
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, he'll be able"

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

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

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

Gotta one for your fake shit, I raise up
Hop in my wheels and I peel, streets are 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 coach leather
You claim it's all love, but it's whatever
'Cause this is business, it personal

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

'Cause in these streets it's war, the much more
But or poor, I'ma keep it real my nigga
Invest in chips and 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 know how many chips I done
Well, it ain't y'all what's behind my doors

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

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

Same dream, team, same schemes
We sold to the same damn fiends
no rules in this war for this green
This is business, and it 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, Hov's still here like
Ask boy what he did to the Hov' game

How he jeopardized the game
Now when we see other it's so strange
I don't whether 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 what's happenin
But what I do know, all the niggaz 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, gotta follow the

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

dream, same 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