Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright

I love things you
(It's alright)
You got it on
I'm not in and this is not a love song
But you've down for so long
You should never be

I know it's all my fault, my mind gone
I'm always on the chase, lipstick on my when I get home
You gotta get on my 'cause I've been fuckin' up
Coming home smelling like her, I fuck it up
Call your mama, her how it hurts

Tell her I'm a dog but don't say all
I came in place at the players' ball
And now I got my skill on my new on
Put you through shit, girl
But I know you're strong

You say I never a real one like you
But I take the time to feel like you
I put the game down, the way it's to be
Don't be a punk ass bitch, just get open me

'Cause I'm a player
Ayo Pimp C, I think they feel us

There's a thin line between love and hate
And there's a very thin line between a and a date
Girl, you when I was hollering at you I want to hit
I got time to get caught up over a girl and lose my grip

I'm screaming, "Steady pimp", you steady trying a me
Running game your mama taught you
Bitch that don't faze me
Say bitch, I'm Pimp C, I be seen again
But all shit your cousin told you has gone in the wind

'cause I pimp my pen, you think you moving in
Like trick, I'ma let you have half of everything I spend
You talking week rent, I'm to whip a Benz
Flipping the club with pimps like Too $hort, baby lady

Talking 'bout your sister saw me with a new bitch at the club
Coming at me with high school shit, bitch, you be in love
Age, new faze, I done paid the price
Hoping you ain't to rip my stable, she said I'm shift
But bitch alright

You can keep your funky ass
You know I'm saying? Straight up
up $hort? Shit go back to Pimpology man
These hoe know alright though
And if they don't Bun will let them

Baby, you're hangin' on a rope, getting crucial like dope
I can't cope, I guess the has lost all hope
'Cause you've obviously your lid but what's done is did
I'm you up for sale for the highest bid

Or an ass kid shit, you got me twisted
Little Bun won't be statistic
This love went ballistic
Puttin' them messy ass up in my mix like Bisquick
And you gonna leave Big Bun juiced like mystic

believe me, shit's thick, love's lost
Nothing's gained but about the pain
You losing about the same, you can't a wild animal
Feeding lettuce to a cannibal, make a grown man wear

And I can't handle bullshit that's
You can't being with a G, I guess it's scary
It's the very thing that put us separated us
Player hated us, and things will be the way it was
I to say it 'cause, but find another shoulder to cry on
Stop your lie on, baby, it's alright

I wanna dedicate this to my bitch
tripping and bring your ass home, baby, I love you
All 'long as you got my

You know I'm saying?
199 reits, know what I'm sayin'? Straight up pimpin'
You know what I'm about?
I'm trying to see some papers, some dead

Some real shit going on, you what I'm saying?
is Big Bun and I'm out with my nigga
$hort and my nigga C
You know how players is with bitches on your

Pimping ain't dead, just scared
You know what I'm talking What's up $hort?
no love, bitch
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Beeotch, tell them motherfuckers at Jive to quit