Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All

Fabolous, Edge, don't be fool, I'd rather have you ma'
Than everything, I'd give it all, just for you,
You're the one baby girl, I've never so sure
skin's so pure, the type men go for
The type I drive the Benz for
The type I be the horn, rollin down the windows for
Never no whore
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you everything in stores
This, that, and yours
As long as Fabolous the only one you let grin show for
You ain't gotta spend no more, I'm a put a on your hand
You ain't say "we just friends" no more
I shine, you shine, it never been no
I ain't like most who just wanna get in drawers
'Cause every king need a
And with me and you I ain't tryna let a thing in between
It ain't a thing, nahmean, chicks hate, show 'em the and the green
And let your finger be seen, it's on

Girl I'd trade it all, money, and everything
All, give up my street dream (my dream)
All, anything to have you on my team (I don't baby)
All, girl I'd trade it all (I'd trade it, yeah)
Even give up my good
All, and I'd give the and pinky ring (oh yeah)
All, anything to you on my team
All, baby I'd trade it all

Uh, don't front ma', you know the way I to pick and roll
Stockton and Malone when we play the mall
I be goin out my way to
'Cause I love the way hips make your jeans seem like they too small
see-through tops with your titties exposed
When you kick off them shoes there ain't whose toes as pretty as those
That blonde hair good, straight down, bun or the braids
And I ain't talk about them light-browns under your shades
Bust right, tight
Got a thick set of thighs and struts uh
Yo' the game taught this to mack
But I think I slipped I saw them full lips covered with Mac
You got everything that others would
Along the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
Your patience I personally
'Cause I started out a player now I'm 'bout to my jersey retired, for real

There no "mights" or "maybe"
I did wrong, so I'm a make sure it's right for my baby
You how tight that my day be
And how long and stressin them to L.A. be
Ain't no rumor gon' get back to friends
I let a nigga disrespect you I be back in the pen
Front to you a ten
You got me thinkin puttin a car seat in back of the Benz, uh