Luyện nghe bài hát All For The Love

What's the yo?
I gotta squeeze the juice outta the

Yeah (I that)
Squeeze the outta the headphones
Yo, yo yo

When you think of me you of a problem
What? When? and how you gonna solve em
Automatic or
The K I S and, Here's the lesson
beams is infrared, but mine's is fluorescent
No matter where you go, I'ma you
No matter how many people you put me in of, I'ma rock you
And if you try to be the hard top, drop you
I got to, you like the clutch, and pop you
threw, in the 4-20 with your honey
'Cause you nothin' but a playboy that turned bunny
And the only the thing to discuss is more money
In these ? these chickens, try to run me
y'all know y'all can't us, I flow lushes
It's so real I make her hop out, and get the
I'm sittin on a birds, and I hide from the cameras (why?)
'Cause a picture's, a thousand words
y'all heard? y'all get what y'all deserved
y'all do the catering, we just get served
And you got nerve, for P-Hing
Jason, do you any idea who you facing?
Just something my shit, you'll never figure out
It's hot it's burning my mouth, why I spit it out
It must be, real hard for y'all to
And it's sad, niggas is to to pay attention

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Chilling, sittin' on about a million
And all my niggas, all my guns, all my
Next two I should see about a billion
All for the of drug dealing

Hey yo, niggas know the line of work, Bullet designer shirt
Rolling with a China Doll, She'll be reminding
Don of the underworld, every block minded it of
Jadakiss and L-O-X
A pro I grow off the shit that I absorb
You another so and so, trying to flow, going broke
You to buy property, set it up for growing coke
making a movie, so I came to edit
Wiping everybody out, right before the
I'm a hard guy to get along with, get on a with
When shit be going right, I flip into the wrong
The artist, expect me to rhyme hardest
Slash con artist, get mine regardless
I ain't even big and I size up
'Cause eyes give em up, look at em and see they butt
I'm 22 10 ends so there that go
You hear flow, and drove the underground wacko
Every since 12 I've spitting like tobacco
Relax though, Pop the CD and the wax though
They wonder how, but the thing ours
We open up 24
Niggas don't sleep eat so when they speak it mean power
So you keep quiet, you a coward
to be laid out flat, and pushing up flowers