Luyện nghe bài hát A Little Bit of Everything

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

[Tony
I went from oodles and noodles to lobster and
I went bare bubble coats, to brand new minks
And yo my upgraded, my wrist's upgraded
I stay C of F, I got time for Jacob
I'm still on the strip, to get my grims off
tryin to flip and its a Mexican stand off
I put a hole in your grill, with the mil
in all black, lookin for souls to steal

- 2X
Little bit of dust, little bit of
Little bit of dro, little bit of
A bit of ecstacy
why your bitch want to be next to me
We a little bit a everything

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 knew that, the impact, comin up out a Desert Eagle
A make a nigga wob and wiggle screamin call my
We got these fiends pourin liters, and they needles
Need to be takin your connection, cause we got it
Shit I ain't new to this, I met air stewardess
Who knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out,

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

Wodie you want, you want dope, you want 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 got no skills, I get your some more
My nigga we don't cut it, we it raw
Got anythin you want, play us awful

[50
My 22's bling, so 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 ain't "Scarface", no women, no kids, I don't a fuck
Better teach that bitch, and that little nigga to
a P-90 Ruger, I put shots all through ya
If you survive you gonna what talent do to ya