Luyện nghe bài hát I Want It All (Remix)

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

I want it all, money, fast
Diamond rings, gold and champagne
Shit, every thing
I want it all, houses,
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's
I want it all, brand new 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

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

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

I it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, chains and champagne
Shit, damn thing
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

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

I got more 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 with the desire to build an
I strapped up and took flight a missle
Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo 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 want it all, houses,
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

Me and 10 get paid to the spot
We hot like rocks on hot blocks
I notice money make the circulate
So we stack and stack and take a sip and peculate
Bump, let the woofers sub, show the love
Warren to the G, and G-Dub
on the low, slide or don't slide at all
Ride or don't at all

Warren, I couldn't be more serious my 'fetti
I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin'
I it all, dog, and it might be greed
I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to
They know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect
Or somebody bein' with they Daddy's royalty 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, cars
Diamond rings, chains and champagne
Shit, every thing
I want it all, houses,
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's
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 want it all, money, fast
Diamond rings, gold and champagne
Shit, every damn
I want it all, houses,
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's
I want it all, brand new socks and
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 paper's out there, ha ha,
Warren G, up?
You the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah
G Funk, up?
You know the 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 the paper's out there