Luyện nghe bài hát I Want It All (Remix)

What's up negros and
It's your boy, G
You know I'm saying?
with the home boy, Mack 10
And we gon' lay a lil' sumpin' for y'all
Let y'all know what it is
Show you how we keepin' it wit' it
You know 'cuz this world is built on thangs
But we ain't off that
We want y'all to know this, it

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 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

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 came too far to back
It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you that
From fallin', tryin' to walk from
Tryin' to up from broke to ballin'
And, yeah, y'all in that's all me
The G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy

me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy
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 you told yourself, nigga"
I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga"
I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga"

I it all, money, fast 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 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

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

I got limelight than Vegas on cable
Will it 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 an empire
I strapped up and took flight like a
Told loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official
Handing out medallions at roll-call
I'ma ball and fall 'cuz Mack 10 want it all, what?

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

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

I it all, money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold and champagne
Shit, every damn
I it all, houses, expenses
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's
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 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 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

Mack 10, up?
I know the paper's out there, ha ha,
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