Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Is Everything

(Joe)
Aiyyo, we now,
AZ, AZ
And

(AZ)
I'm back, no Belve, bottles of Dom
With the same word play supplied the Quaran
Any stagnation, I rise
Get it right, understand my are strong
From the streets it all started, back in school
Til the stacking niggas started actin' fool
Used to be the loud type, love to the jewels
Hit something nice broadcast the news,
Bags of weed, used to slow drag the
Did it all in the hood, had to
Asthmatic, yes I had to
Short with ups, too short to grab the re's (rebounds)
Vested for a few winters,
Returning like you remembered, but more
Stronger than malt liquor,
Money, hoes and clothes, let that force get cha,
They not

(Joe)
2X

That's how we ball, that's how we
Show them how we al up in thangs,
Play your part, the game
everything

(AZ)
Truth this real, believe I loot for real
It's the desperation in it boosts the will
Trucks on 20's, when them cups is in me
You can catch me at or up in Jimmy's
Jekyll and Hyde, the real wrestle with pride
If you live, that's the only way I let you
Love it or not, thrive off the love of the
See me solo in a photo, hands hugging my
Frank Verveis, a cotton tank with shades
Take a raise, got a that just aim for praise
Get in the mix, up in cinema six,
Multi-complex, go before the end of the
just me, besides I'm just a G
Wit the O in the front, I know what you
Believe... I'm

2X

(Joe)
Back up work, hit the block and pitch
Don't stop you rich, bust shots never snitch
Stick to the script, tuck in the
Everything's

(AZ)
See time don't stop, and won't stop
So I won't stop til I'm on top,
To home phones and the cells get blocked,
And hard top get chop til it drop
If the streets get us, the beats gon' get us
Pray to the lord they hit us,
I'm so iffy, keep the sticky
Optimo/s strictly, and smoke with me
Raise you cups in the clubs and toast me,
SOS the most crispy, man I sickly
And to ???????, play in the kitchen
shots, ass in the air, best position

(Joe)
That's how we ball, how we bang
do your thang

2X

(Joe)
Back up work, hit the block and pitch
Don't stop 'til you rich, shots never snitch
to the script, tuck in the chain
Everything's

and Joe's verse] til music fade