Luyện nghe bài hát I Want It All (Remix)

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

I want it all, money, fast
rings, gold 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, new socks 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

say, "There go, Warren G with that envious stare"
I love this game too much, I wish these haters here
It's a shame, we too far to turn back
It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned
From fallin', to walk from crawlin'
to hustle up from broke to ballin'
And, yeah, y'all in that's all me
The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas keep it real and do it easy

me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy
And shit stank, so if you plot a and hit a bank
And get away or get gaffled, the very day
cry, hold your head up high
And remember what you told yourself,
I said, "Remember you told yourself, nigga"
I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga"
I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga"

I want it all, money, cars
rings, gold chains and champagne
Shit, damn 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 everytime 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, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan
From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got
And live the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin'
Slow down player, don't hate you can't relate
The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the

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

I it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and
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' everytime I stop and 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 rocks served on hot
I money make the world circulate
So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip and
Bump, let the woofers sub, show the homies
Warren to the G, and G-Dub
Surface on the low, slide or don't at all
Ride or don't at all

Warren, I couldn't be more serious about my
I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen steady
I it all, dog, and it might be greed
I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to
They don't know about no excuses and disrespect
Or somebody bein' jank with Daddy's royalty check
And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough
So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you bread

I want it all, money, cars
Diamond rings, gold 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 want it all, money, fast
Diamond rings, gold chains and
Shit, every 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 stop and to y'all
I it all, all, all, all
I it all, all, all, all, all

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

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 rats, what up?
You know the paper's out