Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Is For Take

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, 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 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 gave me the
A little bit of that, wan-tan
From the hood, got chips then wan-tan

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

Hundred all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face
For butterfly-stitch ya face
If ya outta line, put the bitch in place
If the record sound 'Just' get the blaze,

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 hate to see a clique, but now

a go
And I just 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 chick to fall in wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me her at the spot
And I'm to call her back, its a go

Highest act, highest paid to rap
I advance myself, and pay myself
Ha, man you love that
When them pockets on "E" man you gotta hug
Corner like you 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, us, can't fade us, hate us

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

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason
a go
Squad in the wit me tryna find a chick to fall 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 to draw, my six hits took off
you make Heaven, or eight, everything's 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 to clap boy
You holdin' me back go
I spring action, Brooklyn I'm back for
I'm it back boys 'cause

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a
a go
Squad in the wit me tryna 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 'bout to her back, its a go