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 gonna murder
You and all the goin through by servin y'all
And only cause my man of y'all
Other than that, shit, y'all get served at all

[Tony
I went from oodles and noodles to lobster and
I went from bare bubble coats, to new minks
And yo my neck upgraded, my wrist's
I C of F, I ain't got time for Jacob
I'm still on the strip, to get my grims off
Nigga tryin to flip and its a stand off
I put a hole in your grill, the nine mil
Dressed in all black, for souls 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

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

Banks]
Ya if I put a code 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 major
These cowards ain't gangsta, they tellin you lies by you dreams
And they ain't ins, they fiends
Plus rat, and it's too hot to chill in the sun
My pops 39 years old, and on the run

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

[50
My 22's bling, so scheme
745i clean, little shell nigga, fuck a triple beam
Coffee pot to coke, Joe to smoke, I was born to loc
cut the coke, 50 no joke
I "Scarface", no women, no kids, I don't give a fuck
Better that bitch, and that little nigga to duck
a P-90 Ruger, I put shots all through ya
If you survive you feel what talent do to ya