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 song
But you've been for so long
You should be wrong

I know it's all my fault, my been gone
I'm always on the chase, on my face when I get home
You get on my case 'cause I've been fuckin' up
Coming home 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 in first place at the players' ball
And now I got my skill on my new on
Put you through some shit,
But I know you're real

You say I find a real one like you
But I take the time to feel like you
I put the game down, the way suppose to be
Don't be a punk ass bitch, get open with me

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

There's a very thin between love and hate
And there's a very thin line between a 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 trying a me
that game your mama taught you
Bitch shit don't faze me
Say bitch, I'm Pimp C, I shall be again
But all that shit cousin told you has gone in the wind

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

'bout 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 the price
you ain't 'bout to rip my stable, she said I'm shift
But that's alright

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

Baby, you're hangin' on a rope, it's getting crucial like
I can't cope, I the situation has lost all hope
'Cause you've obviously flipped your lid but what's 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
love affair went ballistic
Puttin' them messy ass up in my mix like Bisquick
And thinkin' you gonna Big Bun juiced like mystic

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

And I handle bullshit that's unnecessary
You can't handle being with a G, I it's scary
It's the very thing 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
Stop gettin' lie on, baby, it's alright

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

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

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

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