Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All

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

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

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

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