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 been for so long
You never be wrong

I know all my fault, my mind been gone
I'm always on the chase, lipstick on my face I get home
You gotta get on my case 'cause I've fuckin' up
home smelling like her, I can't fuck it up
Call mama, tell her how it hurts

Tell her I'm a dog but don't say all
I came in first place at the players'
And now I got my on my new grill on
Put you some shit, girl
But I know real strong

You say I never find a real one you
But I never take the 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

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

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

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

Just 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 pimps like Too $hort, baby lady friends

Talking 'bout your sister saw me with a brand new bitch at the
Coming at me with high school shit, bitch, you be in love
Space Age, new faze, I paid the price
Hoping you 'bout to rip my stable, she said I'm shift
But bitch that's

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

Baby, hangin' on a rope, it's getting crucial like dope
I can't cope, I the situation has lost 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
Little Bun be another statistic
love affair went ballistic
Puttin' them messy ass hoes up in my mix Bisquick
And thinkin' you gonna leave Big Bun like mystic

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

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

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

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

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

Pimping dead, they just scared
You know what I'm talking What's up $hort?
no love, bitch
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Beeotch, tell motherfuckers at Jive to quit trippin'