Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright

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

I know it's all my fault, my been gone
I'm always on the chase, lipstick on my face I get home
You gotta get on my 'cause I've been fuckin' up
Coming home smelling like her, I can't it up
Call your mama, her how it hurts

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

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

'Cause I'm a real
Ayo Pimp C, I don't think they us

There's a very line between love and hate
And there's a thin line between a fuck and a date
Girl, you know when I was at you I want to hit
I ain't got time to get caught up over a girl and lose my

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

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

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

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

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

Or an ass from kid shit, you got me
Little Bun won't be another
This love affair went
them messy ass hoes up in my mix like Bisquick
And thinkin' you gonna leave Big Bun juiced mystic

Nigga believe me, thick, love's lost
Nothing's gained but confusion about the
You losing about the same, you can't tame a animal
Feeding lettuce to a cannibal, make a grown man Garanibals

And I can't handle that's unnecessary
You can't being with a G, I guess it's scary
It's the very thing that put us together us
hated us, and things will never be the way it was
I hate to say it 'cause, but find another to cry on
Stop gettin' your lie on, baby, alright

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

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

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

Pimping dead, they just scared
You know what I'm about? What's up $hort?
no love, bitch
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Beeotch, tell them motherfuckers at to quit trippin'