Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Is For Take

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 to fall in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go

Bleek scoop you, try to seduce you
Half and Chinese, she gave me the fu-fu
A bit of that, wan-tan 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 crowd my space

Hundred all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face
For butterfly-stitch ya face
If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch in
If the sound 'Just' 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 warn ya folks
They hate to see a clique, but now

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the 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 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

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

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

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

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the 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 me meet her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go

One, in the club, two, models to go
Three, of Arma', four, jars of dro
shots to draw, my six hits took off
Seven you make Heaven, or eight, a go

Mami got that ice in ya
legs short skirt, what 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 into action, Brooklyn I'm for
I'm it back boys 'cause

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, a reason
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack me meet her at the spot
And I'm to call her back, its a go