Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Personal

Man, go and tell me like
You never know who your friends until you ah umm
Both got a little bit of
I mean cause y'all both
Then there's no on the relationship, y'all both broke
And if you got money and he got no paper
He still needs you so you'll never know how he really feel you
When y'all both get some paper, see

We used to get money together, phone together
Pushin out twinkies in custom coach leather
You it's all love, but nigga it's whatever
this is business, it ain't personal
Same dream, same team, schemes (mm)
We sold to the same damn fiends (how real is dat?)
no rules in this war for this green
This is business, and it ain't

Look, I'm a man dog
And I got time to be runnin behind y'all
I know when I started it was crazy to y'all
"He's start his own label, he'll never be able"
Well, you've been wrong before
And you'll be again if you bet against him
We move through the hood identical twins
But it just so happen that a nigga made it
You showed your true colors, y'all stay yappin
That stop him, a nigga weigh platinum
Stop through the hood, to say happenin? (sup nigga)
Fake hugz (uh-huh) whassup
love, fake fuck, fake thugs
Gotta one myself for fake shit, I raise up
Hop in my and I peel, streets are blazed up (uh-huh)
About my bid'ness dog, y'all need to up - one

We used to get together, phone honies together
Pushin chromed out twinkies in custom coach
You claim it's all love, but it's whatever
Cause is business, it ain't personal
dream, same team, same schemes
We even to the same damn fiends
Ain't no rules in war for this green
This is business, and it personal

I wish, I wish - success, we could all
Get a piece of it (word) but that ain't dog (no)
Cause in streets it's war, the industry much more
But rich or poor, I'ma keep it my nigga
Invest in chips and watch my money get bigger
And do things like, pull up to clubs
In the with Jigga, and yellin out HEY
the fuck, pop that Cris' my nigga
And then he wants to know how many chips I done
Well it y'all business what's behind my doors
But y'all niggaz don't appreciate
Helped you out and you still like a little bitch
Then you why I put yo' ass in the tenth row
When you asked me for some tickets to my TP-2
Lawwwwwwd tell me, why we don't like to see us

We used to get money together, phone honies
chromed out twinkies in custom coach leather
You claim all love, but nigga it's whatever
this is business, it ain't personal
Same dream, same team, same
We even sold to the same fiends
Ain't no rules in this war for green
is business, and it ain't personal

A-Alike (uh-huh) be (that's right)
We don't no more because we don't C/see alike
And your mom got it twisted, she think Hov'
NopeHov's still here like
Ask your boy he did to the Hov' game
How he the whole game
Now when we see each other it's so
I know whether to hug him or slug him (damn)
I know whether to cap him or dap him
I don't know what to think of him, I don't what's happenin
But what I do know, all the niggaz you know
Locked up doin a few doe, but who
Maybe it wasn't you, I'm buggin too (right)
But I'm dog, I don't know what the fuck to do
Do me a favor, yourself in my shoes
The game, no exceptions, gotta the rules