Luyện nghe bài hát A Little Bit Of Everything U.T.P.

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, there's that I'm missin
I got 'em posted, so the move and I'm gonna y'all
You and all the trouble goin through by y'all
And only my man heard of y'all
than that, shit, y'all won't get served at all

[Tony
I went oodles and noodles to lobster and shrimp
I went from bubble coats, to brand new minks
And yo my upgraded, my wrist's upgraded
I C of F, I ain't got time for Jacob
I'm still on the strip, tryin to get my off
Nigga 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, bit of cocaine
bit of dro, little bit of heroine
A littlE bit of
That's why your bitch to be next to me
We sell a bit a everything

Buck]
I put the two Mags, up to doo rag
And rockaby baby, I'm in the blue Jag with new tags, in you wanna chase
I never knew that, the impact, comin up out a Eagle
A a nigga wob and wiggle screamin call my people
We got these fiends pourin liters, and they shootin
Need to be your connection, cause we got it cheaper
I ain't new to this, I met this air stewardess
Who knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out,

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

Wodie you want, you want dope, you want coke
what you want, you want X, you want 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 some more
My we don't cut it, we serve it raw
Got you want, play us awful hard

[50
My 22's bling, so scheme
745i clean, this little shell nigga, fuck a 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 give a
Better teach that bitch, and that nigga to duck
a P-90 Ruger, I put shots all through ya
If you you gonna feel what talent do to ya