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 been 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 get on my case 'cause I've been fuckin' up
home smelling like her, I can't fuck it up
Call your mama, tell her how it

Tell her I'm a dog but don't say all
I came in place at the players' 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 never the time to feel like you
I put the game down, the way suppose to be
Don't be a punk ass bitch, just get open me

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

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

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

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

Talking 'bout sister saw me with a brand new bitch at the club
Coming at me with high shit, bitch, you must be in love
Space Age, new faze, I paid the price
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
up $hort? Shit 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 all hope
you've obviously flipped your lid but what's done is did
I'm putting you up for for the highest bid

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

believe 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 lettuce to a cannibal, make a man wear Garanibals

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

I wanna dedicate this to my bitch
Quit tripping and bring your ass home, baby, I you
All as you got my money

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

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

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