Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright

I love things you
(It's alright)
You got it on
I'm not in love and this is not a love
But you've down for so long
You should be wrong

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 can't it up
Call your mama, her how it hurts

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

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

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

There's a very line between love 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 game mama taught you
Bitch that shit faze me
Say bitch, I'm Pimp C, I shall be seen
But all that shit cousin told you has gone in the wind

Just 'cause I pimp my pen, you you moving in
Like I'ma trick, I'ma let you have of everything I spend
You talking week rent, I'm to whip a Benz
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 school 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 said I'm
But bitch alright

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

Baby, hangin' on a rope, it's getting crucial like dope
I can't cope, I guess the situation has lost all
'Cause obviously 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 ballistic
them messy ass hoes up in my mix like Bisquick
And thinkin' you gonna Big Bun juiced like mystic

Nigga believe me, shit's thick, love's
gained but confusion about the pain
You losing the same, you can't tame a wild animal
Feeding lettuce to a cannibal, a grown man wear Garanibals

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

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

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

Some real shit 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 bitches on dick

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