Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All

Fabolous, Jagged Edge, don't be fool, I'd have you ma'
everything, I'd give it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl, I've been so sure
Your skin's so pure, the men go for
The type I drive the slow for
The type I be beepin the horn, rollin down the for
been no whore
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you in those stores
This, that, and yours
As as Fabolous the only one you let that grin show for
You ain't spend no more, I'm a put a rock on your hand
You gotta say "we just friends" no more
I shine, you shine, it been no flaws
I ain't most who just wanna get in those drawers
'Cause king need a queen
And with me and you girl I tryna let a thing in between
It ain't a thing, nahmean, hate, show 'em the ring and the green
And let your middle finger be seen, on

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

Uh, don't front ma', you know the way I ball's to pick and
Like Stockton and when we play the mall
I be goin out my way to
'Cause I love the way your hips your jeans seem like 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 good, straight down, bun or the braids
And I ain't gon' talk about them light-browns under shades
Bust right, thus
Got a thick set of thighs and like 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
with the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
Your patience I personally
I started out a player now I'm 'bout to have my jersey retired, for real

There no "mights" or "maybe"
I done did wrong, so I'm a sure it's right for my baby
You know how that my day be
And how and stressin them flights to L.A. be
Ain't no rumor gon' get back to your
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