Luyện nghe bài hát Everything I Love

The world at my
Gold pieces molded Jesus features
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, slick talker, walk a brick flipper
Decimal doctor, multiply to get

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

I got the highest stature, Miami diamond
I got you in the most flyest and stylish rapture
My signature next to Christopher Wallace, get it
My album through to him, that was my biggest project

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

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

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

I call it rich laughter
Black American card all gray now
It's up from constant usage
Girl kidnapper, pop off tags

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

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

My persona, Sean John, cologne
Coppin' the biggest diamonds, me sorta bi-polar
to Phantom, vehicles for high rollers
The studded around my neck, it makes the night colder

Nigga,
From my voice I'm 'em
I shed my
About everything I

The Queens Crypt keeper, hat rocker
bitch slobber, Ex-robber, heister, my own life biographer
Pants saggin', Bentley whippin', Summer Jam
Tim wearin', Cranapple vodka, then I spray choppers

A doctor in the of Haiti made me
Draped in paisley bandannas, suits Adam Stacey
Cigar like Tracy, it's dark, I get spacey
Alcohol and laced weed, was part of my '80s

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

he gets mean
Think fast before I blast hoes Grassino
Went scraggly old clothes
To the fashion and realest rappin'

Pablo back on the scene, won't roll back up with
Strictly paper cruisin' through the strip in
Two of New York's biggest, niggaz, used to hate us
But now you love us, Nas and Diddy, hustlers

Nigga,
From my voice I'm 'em
I my blood
everything I love

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