Luyện nghe bài hát I Want It All

What's up negros and
It's your boy, G
You know I'm saying?
Chillin' with the boy, Mack 10
And we gon' lay a lil' sumpin' for y'all
Let y'all what time it is
Show you how we keepin' it real it
You know 'cuz this world is built on thangs
But we trippin' off that
We y'all to know this, check it

I it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and
Shit, damn thing
I it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's
I want it all, brand new socks and
And I'm ballin' 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 this game too much, I wish these haters here
a shame, we came too far to turn back
It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned
From fallin', tryin' to walk crawlin'
Tryin' to hustle up from to ballin'
And, yeah, in effect that's all me
The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it

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

I want it all, money, cars
Diamond rings, chains and champagne
Shit, every damn
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' everytime I stop and talk to
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 laced the know-how to paper chase
Crushed ice, throw my Rollie in the platinum fan base
net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout
And the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin' about
Slow down player, don't 'cuz you can't relate
The Bently and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights

I got more than Vegas on cable
Will it enable to shoot C-Note, "Yo's" at the table
And you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high
A nigga fly and fly the desire to build an empire
I strapped up and took flight a missle
Told loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official
Handing out gold at roll-call
I'ma ball and never fall 'cuz Mack 10 it all, what?

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

Me and 10 get escapade to the spot
We hot rocks served on hot blocks
I notice money the world circulate
So we gon' and stack and take a sip and peculate
Bump, let the woofers sub, show the 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 be more serious about my 'fetti
I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin'
I want it all, dog, and it be greed
I hate to trip, but I got two mouths to feed
They don't know nuttin' no excuses and disrespect
Or somebody jank with they Daddy's royalty check
And at point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough said
So, if you owe Mack money, then I you break bread

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

I want it all, money, cars
rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, every damn
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' everytime I stop and talk to
I it all, all, all, all
I it all, all, all, all, all

10, what up?
I know the out there, ha ha, yeah
Warren G, 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
That's right,
The world paper's out there
on it, ha ha
All the hood rats, up?
You know the paper's out