Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright

I love things you
(It's alright)
You got it on
I'm not in and this is not a love song
But been down for so long
You never be wrong

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

Tell her I'm a dog but say that's all
I came in first at the players' ball
And now I got my on my new grill on
Put you through shit, girl
But I you're real strong

You say I never a real one like you
But I never the time to feel like you
I put the game down, the way it's to be
Don't be a ass bitch, just get open with me

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

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

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

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

Talking 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 paid the price
Hoping you 'bout to rip my stable, she said I'm shift
But bitch alright

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 let them know

Baby, you're hangin' on a rope, getting crucial like dope
I cope, I guess the situation has lost all hope
'Cause you've obviously your lid but what's done is did
I'm putting you up for sale for the bid

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

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

And I can't handle bullshit that's
You handle being with a G, I guess it's scary
the very thing that put us together separated us
Player hated us, and things will 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 this song to my
Quit tripping and bring your ass home, baby, I you
All as you got my money

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

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

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