Luyện nghe bài hát Everything I Love

The world at my
Gold pieces molded with Jesus
Give the fever
From the way I the Ether

Came on the scene at 19, a gritty
For money, power, respect, get it by any
A New Yorker, talker, walk like a brick flipper
Decimal doctor, to get richer

I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the of the city
I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the Diddy
I the dirt in my sweat, that's from the Harlem struggle
All in my swagger, the reason why I got my hustle

I got the highest stature, Miami flasher
I got you caught in the flyest and stylish rapture
My next to Christopher Wallace, get it honest
My first through to him, that was my biggest project

Now I'm the illest known to walk the illest soldier
And when I smoke, only roll up with the doja
You sit and mail it my venom, a killer cobra
It's Harlem, U.S.A., I diddy bop and shop with

Nigga,
From my I'm killin' 'em
I my blood
About everything I

Am still a eye blacker, open handed, the palm smacker
Goods strapper, cat stacker, good wood
Tear up the Dom P wrappers
Platinum Patron splasher, fuck Cris, spit

I call it ignorant laughter
Black American Express all gray now
scratched up from constant usage
Girl kidnapper, pop tags off

Poppa monster music
And I Cosa Nostra
Big roaster, skin
Girl, when I for ya, bring friends, wontcha?

I'm from the '80s, N.Y.C., 5 percent of
Breeze through with old school blue [Incomprehensible]
glowin', ho-in', fly off in a Boeing
Slide off with your ho and spend six on her

My persona, Sean John, cologne
Coppin' the biggest diamonds, makes me sorta
Ferrari to Phantom, vehicles for high
The studded chain my neck, it makes the night colder

Nigga,
my voice I'm killin' 'em
I my blood
About I love

The Queens Crypt keeper, Mets hat
Pretty bitch slobber, Ex-robber, heister, my own life
saggin', Bentley whippin', Summer Jam stopper
Tim Chuck wearin', Cranapple vodka, then I choppers

A in the jungles of Haiti made me
Draped in paisley bandannas, suits with Stacey
Cigar Dick Tracy, it's dark, I get spacey
Alcohol and laced weed, that was of my '80s

The conciergeries be near me
yellow cuts in my pinky yearly
Liz tried to juxt me
I keep it green like the other side of Bill Bixby

When he gets
Think before I blast hoes Like Grassino
from scraggly old clothes
To the illest fashion and realest

back on the scene, won't roll back up with green
Strictly paper through the strip in Vegas
Two of New York's biggest, niggaz, y'all used to us
But now you love us, Nas and Diddy, power

Nigga,
From my I'm killin' 'em
I shed my
everything I love

It's on I love, man
It's on I love
on everything I love, man