Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright

I things about you
(It's alright)
You got it on
I'm not in and this is not a love song
But you've been for so long
You should 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 case 'cause I've fuckin' up
Coming home smelling like her, I can't it up
Call your mama, her how it hurts

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

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

I'm a real player
Ayo Pimp C, I don't they feel us

There's a very thin line between and hate
And there's a very thin line a fuck and a date
Girl, you know when I was 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 a change me
Running that your mama taught you
that shit don't faze me
Say bitch, I'm Pimp C, I shall be again
But all that shit your cousin told you has in the wind

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

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

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

Baby, you're hangin' on a rope, it's getting crucial like
I cope, I guess the situation has lost all hope
you've obviously flipped 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 another
This affair went ballistic
Puttin' them messy ass hoes up in my mix Bisquick
And thinkin' you leave Big Bun juiced like mystic

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

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

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

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

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

Pimping dead, they just scared
You know what I'm about? What's up $hort?
Ain't no love,
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Beeotch, tell them motherfuckers at Jive to trippin'