Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Is For Take

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I all the wheels and it's real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a
a go
Squad in the club wit me find a chick to fall in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the
And I'm to call her back, its a go

Bleek scoop you, try to seduce you
Half Black and Chinese, she me the fu-fu
A little bit of that, soup
From the hood, got more chips wan-tan

But matter fact, got more cheese nacho
Not rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho
I'm in the class, all by
Now you haters wanna crowd my

Hundred grand all in your face, better fix ya face
For they butterfly-stitch ya
If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch in
If the record sound get the blaze, nigga

Put in back, on the block for
The Roc get hot, let 'em "It's the Roc, in ya area"
You better warn ya
They to see a real clique, but now

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I all the wheels and it's real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go

Highest act, highest paid to rap
I advance myself, and pay myself
Ha, man you gotta that
When pockets on "E" man you gotta hug that
Corner like you wanna and lock that
Kill a nigga for the man I'm not above that

Oh on Young, let me get it back
You got beef in streets, Lord, let me get a gat
Boy you now into the greatest
Can't beat us, join us, fade us, hate us

Nigga it's nothin', my crew and dozens
That's 'cause we scramble, like we Vick's half
Boy and get ya mind right
We put you on the news, you want lime light nigga
Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know what 9 like
men, we put on UPN

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the told me meet her at the spot
And I'm to call her back, its a go

One, in the club, two, models to go
Three, bottles of Arma', four, of dro
Five shots to draw, my six hits off
Seven you Heaven, or eight, everything's a go

got that ice in ya drink
Long legs short skirt, you mean, everything's a go
My out die of the club wit Timbs
on ya waist, let's roll we gettin' in

Nigga I'm back for, I'm willin' to boy
You holdin' me back go
I spring action, Brooklyn I'm back for
I'm bringin' it back boys

a go
And I washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a to fall in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the told me meet her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go