Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All

Fabolous, Jagged Edge, don't be fool, I'd have you ma'
Than everything, I'd it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl, I've been so sure
skin's so pure, the type men go for
The type I the Benz slow for
The type I be beepin the horn, rollin 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 the only one you let that grin show for
You ain't gotta no more, I'm a put a rock on your hand
You ain't gotta say "we friends" no more
I shine, you shine, it never no flaws
I ain't like who just wanna get in those drawers
'Cause every need a queen
And with me and you girl I ain't let a thing in between
It a thing, nahmean, chicks hate, show 'em the ring and the green
And let your finger be seen, it's on

Girl I'd trade it all, money, cars and
All, even give up my dream (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)
give up my good green
All, and I'd the watch and pinky ring (oh yeah)
All, anything to have you on my
All, baby girl I'd it all

Uh, don't front ma', you the way I ball's to pick and roll
Like Stockton and Malone when we the mall
I be out my way to call
'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans seem they too small
Them see-through with your titties exposed
When you kick off them there ain't bitty whose toes as pretty as those
That blonde hair look good, down, bun or the braids
And I ain't gon' talk about them light-browns under your
right, thus tight
Got a thick set of thighs and struts uh
Yo' the game this brother to mack
But I I slipped when I saw them full lips covered with Mac
You got everything that others lack
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 have my retired, for real

ain't 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 and stressin them flights to L.A. be
Ain't no gon' get back to your friends
I let a nigga disrespect you I be back in the pen
Front to you a ten
You got me 'bout puttin a car seat in back of the Benz, uh