Luyện nghe bài hát A Little Bit of Everything

Everytime I'm in the kitchen, you in the
Let me this brick, 'fore you put that fish in
Listen, I know we came from fishin
But I'm on a mission, you see, money that I'm missin
I got 'em posted, so the move and I'm murder y'all
You and all the trouble goin through by servin
And only cause my man of y'all
Other that, shit, y'all won't get served at all

Yayo]
I went from and noodles to lobster and shrimp
I went from bubble coats, to brand new minks
And yo my neck upgraded, my wrist's
I stay C of F, I got time for Jacob
I'm on the strip, tryin to get my grims off
tryin to flip and its a Mexican stand off
I put a in your grill, with the nine mil
Dressed in all black, lookin for to steal

- 2X
Little bit of dust, bit of cocaine
Little bit of dro, little bit of
A bit of ecstacy
That's why your bitch want to be to me
We sell a little bit a

Buck]
I put the two Mags, up to doo rag
And baby, I'm in the blue Jag with new tags, in case you wanna chase
I never knew that, the impact, comin up out a Desert
A a nigga wob and wiggle screamin call my people
We got these fiends liters, and they shootin needles
Need to be takin connection, cause we got it cheaper
Shit I new to this, I met this air stewardess
Who knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out,

[Lloyd
Ya if I put a dress all black, nine hows and a laser
And the party is an ink pen, bottle, or a
Your hollerin for ya, catch me in the hood with a model named Taysha
And the swallow game
These ain't gangsta, they tellin you lies by sellin you dreams
And they ain't ins, they fiends
they rat, and it's too hot to chill in the sun
My pops 39 old, and still on the run

Wodie what you want, you want dope, you coke
Wodie you want, you want X, you want dro
you got beef, I got a tec and a fo'
You hot and moist, I even get you a ho
If you got no whip, I get you a car
If you don't got no skills, I get your some
My nigga we don't cut it, we it raw
Got you want, play us awful hard

[50
My bling, so niggaz scheme
745i clean, this shell nigga, fuck a triple beam
pot to cook coke, Joe to smoke, I was born to loc
Method cut the coke, 50 no
I "Scarface", no women, no kids, I don't give a fuck
Better teach that bitch, and that little nigga to
With a Ruger, I put shots all through ya
If you you gonna feel what talent do to ya