Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All

Fabolous, Jagged Edge, be fool, I'd rather have you ma'
Than everything, I'd it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl, I've never so sure
Your 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
been no whore
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you everything in stores
This, that, and those
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 gotta say "we friends" no more
I shine, you shine, it been no flaws
I ain't like most who wanna get in those drawers
'Cause every need a queen
And with me and you girl I ain't tryna let a thing in
It a thing, nahmean, chicks hate, show 'em the ring and the green
And let middle finger be seen, it's on

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

Uh, don't ma', you know 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 jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through tops with your exposed
When you kick off shoes there ain't bitty whose toes as pretty as those
That blonde hair look good, straight down, bun or the
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 taught brother to mack
But I think I when I saw them full lips covered with Mac
You got everything others would lack
Along the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
Your I personally admire
'Cause I started out a player now I'm to have my jersey retired, for real

ain't no "mights" or "maybe"
I done did wrong, so I'm a make sure it's 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
Before I let a 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