Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright

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

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

Tell her I'm a dog but say that's all
I came in place at the players' ball
And now I got my on my new grill on
Put you through shit, girl
But I know you're strong

You say I never find a real one you
But I never take the time to feel 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 real
Ayo Pimp C, I think they feel us

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

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

Just 'cause I my pen, you think you moving in
Like I'ma trick, I'ma let you half of everything I spend
You talking week rent, I'm trying to whip a
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 shit, bitch, you must be in love
Age, new faze, I done paid the price
Hoping you ain't 'bout to rip my stable, she I'm shift
But bitch that's

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

Baby, you're hangin' on a rope, it's getting like dope
I can't cope, I guess the situation has lost all
'Cause you've 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 statistic
This love affair went
Puttin' messy ass hoes up in my mix like Bisquick
And thinkin' you gonna Big Bun juiced like mystic

Nigga believe me, thick, love's lost
Nothing's but confusion about the pain
You losing about the same, you tame a wild animal
Feeding lettuce to a cannibal, make a grown man wear

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

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

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

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

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