Luyện nghe bài hát All For The Love

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

(I like that)
Squeeze the juice outta the
Yo, yo yo

When you of me you think of a problem
Who? When? and how you gonna solve em
or revolving
The K I double S and, Here's the
Most beams is infrared, but mine's is
No where you go, I'ma spot you
No matter how people you put me in front of, I'ma rock you
And if you try to be the top, I'ma drop you
I got to, treat you the clutch, and pop you
Creep threw, in the 4-20 your honey
'Cause you ain't but a playboy that turned bunny
And the only the thing to discuss is more money
In these ? games chickens, try to run me
y'all know y'all can't touch us, I 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, worth a words
Ain't y'all heard? y'all get y'all deserved
y'all do the catering, we just get served
And you got nerve, for P-Hing
Jason, do you have any who you facing?
something about my shit, you'll never figure out
It's hot it's burning my mouth, that's why I it out
It must be, real hard for to listen
And sad, niggas is to broke to pay attention

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Chilling, sittin' on about half a
And all my niggas, all my guns, all my
Next two years I should see about a
All for the love of dealing

Hey yo, niggas know the line of work, Bullet designer shirt
Rolling with a Doll, She'll be reminding y'all
Don of the underworld, every block it of course
Jadakiss and boss
A pro cause I grow off the that I absorb
You another so and so, trying to flow, going broke
You to buy property, set it up for growing coke
Niggas making a movie, so I came to
Wiping everybody out, right the credits
I'm a hard guy to get along with, get on a song
When shit be going right, I flip the wrong shit
The prime artist, expect me to hardest
Slash con artist, gonna get mine
I even big and I size niggas up
'Cause they 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 about
We up 24 hours
Niggas don't sleep with eat so they speak it mean power
So you keep quiet, you a coward
About to be laid out flat, and up flowers