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

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

Yayo]
I from oodles and noodles to lobster and shrimp
I from 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 on the strip, tryin to get my grims off
tryin to flip and its a Mexican stand off
I put a hole in your grill, with the mil
Dressed in all black, for souls to steal

- 2X]
Little bit of dust, little bit of
bit of dro, little bit of heroine
A littlE bit of
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 rockaby baby, I'm in the Jag with new tags, in case you wanna chase
I never knew that, the impact, comin up out a Eagle
A make a nigga wob and wiggle 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,

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

Wodie you want, you want 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 got no skills, I get your some more
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 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 little nigga to duck
a P-90 Ruger, I put shots all through ya
If you survive you feel what talent do to ya