Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (I Want It All )

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

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I want it money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and
Shit, everydamn
I want it houses, expenses
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o'
I want it all; 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

G]
They say, 'There go Warren G with that envious
I love this game too much, I these haters wasn't here
It's a shame, we came too far to back
a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned that
>From falling, tryin' to from crawl
Tryin' to hustle up broke to ballin'
And, yeah, in effect that's all me
The jiggy G-Z, all my that keep it real and do it easy
Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is
And stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank
And get away, or get gaffled, the very day
Don't cry, hold your up high
And remember what you told yourself,
I said remember you told yourself, nigga
I said what you told yourself, nigga
I remember what you told yourself, nigga

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10]
I it all, so I got to wake up and ball
And to y'all, I got plaques on the wall
Mack 10 laced with the know how to chase
Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the fan base
>From net and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout
And the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin' about
Slow down player, don't hate 'cause you relate
The Bently and kickin' gears on Harley's with the

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

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G]
Me and 10 get paid escapade to the
We hot like rocks on hot blocks
I notice money make the circulate
So we gon' and stack and take a sip and perculate
Bump, let the woofers sub (sub), the homies love (love)
to the G (G), and Little G-Dub (Dub)
Surface on the low, or don't slide at all
or don't ride at all

10]

Warren, I couldn't be serious about my 'fetti
I stay 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 little mouths to
They don't nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect
Or bein' jank with they Daddy's royalty check
And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough
So, if you owe money, then I suggest you break bread
I it all

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[Warren G] 10]
Mack 10 up? I know
The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah, G
What up? You
The out there, ha ha Yeah
G Funk What up? You
The paper's out there, ha ha That's
What? Hoo What up? We know
The paper's out there, ha ha That's right,
The world
out there Speak on it
Ha ha
Wrong: All the
Right: All the hood What up? You know