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 down for so long
You should be wrong

I know it's all my fault, my mind been
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 her, I can't fuck 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 place at the ball
And now I got my on my new grill on
Put you some shit, girl
But I know you're real

You say I never find a 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

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

There's a very thin line between 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 up over a girl and lose my grip

I'm screaming, "Steady pimp", you steady a change me
Running that game your taught you
Bitch that 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

'cause 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 a Benz
Flipping the with pimps like Too $hort, baby lady friends

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

You can keep your ass pussy
You know what I'm saying? up
What's up Shit go back to Pimpology man
These hoe know it's 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 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 from kid shit, you got me
Little Bun won't be another
This affair went ballistic
Puttin' them messy ass hoes up in my mix Bisquick
And thinkin' you gonna Big Bun juiced like mystic

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

And I can't handle bullshit unnecessary
You can't handle being with a G, I it's scary
It's the very thing that put us 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
gettin' 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 as you got my money

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

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

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