Luyện nghe bài hát What's Love Got to Do with It

Ooh, yeah, yeah, love got to do
G rap for me, yeah, mmm

When G-dog, the hog, come up in the
There's dollar signs in your and a smile in your face
You wanna live fat off of my
You got more than a low lo-do, cut the act
'Cause before '92 and '93
You didn't give a about Warren G
But now that I'm platinum LP's
All of a you on my N.U.T's
Ain't nothin' you can do to make it
'Cause money makes the
Go and the panties drop
I ain't in though, I don't need the pressure
I just dig it like I'm diggin' for treasure
Some of y'all had a good thing you couldn't keep
you was TLC, you had to creep
You say you had love, I you bullshit
It's all about the dough, so love got to do with it

What's got to do, got to do with it (that's right)
What's love if you don't the game (uh-huh)
love got to do, got to do with it
If you lack in this game, it's a you won't make it

Now, I'm the type of that's down for mines
I made beats, I was down to grind
Back then, every single homey had my
Now they're peepin' my and they're talkin' bout jack
But I'm the brother day in and day out
And I'm-a stay that way until the day I lay out in a
It's drastic 'cause homies is
'em off some bread
They want the damn basket
If you's a true homey, you wish me well
Not plot to a brother fail, jealous as hell
We to get the same riches
Now your got the itches, schemin' on my riches
is not a suprise, my eyes peep game
211's, 187's all the same
It's all a shame, homies'd jack you for grip
Ain't no involved, because it's all about the chips

What's got to do, got to do with it (that's right)
What's love if you respect the game (uh-huh)
What's love got to do, got to do it (that's right)
If you in this game, it's a shame you won't make it

Now for these tellin' fables
Makin' the deals under the tables
You think you smart, but fool, I'm the smartest
You can't make no if you can't keep an artist
the dotted line, put 'em on the shelf
Break 'em off crumbs, keep the rest for yourself
I know how it goes, treat an artist a ho'
Fly cars, gold, clothes, but no
it's all business, I'm-a handle mine
Keep track of my down to the very last dime
'Cause in rap game, it's all about the buck
You bend over for the label, and you get fucked
Like how we run up in a trick, and you're through
The record label do the same to you
90% business, 10%
Ain't no love in this game it's all about the dough

What's got to do, got to do with it (that's right)
What's love if you respect the game (uh-huh)
What's got to do, got to do with it (that's right)
If you lack in this game, it's a shame you won't it

love got to do, got to do with it (that's right)
What's love if you don't respect the (uh-huh)
love got to do, got to do with it (that's right)
If you lack in game, it's a shame you won't make it

What's love got to do, got to do it (that's right)
What's love if you respect the game (uh-huh)
What's love got to do, got to do it (that's right)
If you lack in this game, it's a you won't make it...