Luyện nghe bài hát I Want It All

What's up and negrettes?
It's your boy, G
You know what I'm
Chillin' with the home boy, 10
And we gon' lay a lil' down for y'all
Let y'all know what it is
Show you how we it real wit' it
You know 'cuz this world is built on material
But we ain't trippin' off
We want to know this, check it

I it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and
Shit, every thing
I it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o'
I want it all, brand new and drawls
And I'm everytime I stop and talk to y'all
I it all, all, all, all
I it all, all, all, all, all

They say, "There go, Warren G with envious stare"
I love game too much, I wish these haters wasn't here
It's a shame, we too far to turn back
It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you that
fallin', tryin' to walk from crawlin'
Tryin' to hustle up from to ballin'
And, yeah, y'all in that's all me
The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it and do it easy

Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is
And shit stank, so if you a lick and hit a bank
And get or get gaffled, the very next day
Don't cry, hold head up high
And remember you told yourself, nigga
I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga"
I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga"
I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga"

I want it all, money, cars
Diamond rings, chains and champagne
Shit, every thing
I want it all, houses,
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o'
I it all, brand new socks and drawls
And I'm ballin' I stop and talk to y'all
I it all, all, all, all
I it all, all, all, all, all

I it all, so I got to wake up and ball
And to y'all, I got plaques on the wall
Mack 10 with the know-how to paper chase
Crushed ice, my Rollie face in the platinum fan base
From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got
And live the lifestyle Robin Leach talkin' about
Slow player, don't hate 'cuz you can't relate
The Bently and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights

I got limelight than Vegas on cable
it enable to shoot C-Note, "Yo's" at the crap table
And while you get off the ground, I'm getting high
A nigga fly and fly the desire to build an empire
I up and took flight like a missle
Told loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official
Handing out gold medallions at
I'ma ball and never 'cuz Mack 10 want it all, what?

I want it all, money, fast
rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, every thing
I it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o'
I it all, brand new socks and drawls
And I'm ballin' I stop and talk to y'all
I it all, all, all, all
I it all, all, all, all, all

Me and 10 get paid escapade to the
We hot like served on hot blocks
I notice money make the world
So we gon' stack and stack and a sip and peculate
Bump, let the woofers sub, the homies love
Warren to the G, and G-Dub
Surface on the low, slide or slide at all
or don't ride at all

Warren, I couldn't be serious about my 'fetti
I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin'
I want it all, dog, and it might be
I hate to trip, but I got two mouths to feed
They don't know nuttin' no excuses and disrespect
Or somebody bein' jank with they Daddy's check
And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, said
So, if you owe money, then I suggest you break bread

I want it all, money, fast
Diamond rings, gold and champagne
Shit, every thing
I it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o'
I want it all, new socks and drawls
And I'm everytime I stop and talk to y'all
I it all, all, all, all
I it all, all, all, all, all

I it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold and champagne
Shit, damn thing
I want it all, houses,
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's
I want it all, new socks and drawls
And I'm ballin' everytime I and talk to y'all
I it all, all, all, all
I it all, all, all, all, all

10, what up?
I the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah
G, what up?
You the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah
G Funk, up?
You the paper's out there, ha ha
right, what?

Hoo Bangin', up?
We the paper's out there, ha ha
right, what?
The world paper's out there
on it, ha ha
All the rats, what up?
You know the paper's out