Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All

Fabolous, Jagged Edge, be fool, I'd rather have you ma'
everything, I'd give it all, just for you, yeah
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 slow for
The type I be beepin the horn, down the windows for
been no whore
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you everything in those
This, that, and yours
As as Fabolous the only one you let that grin show for
You ain't gotta spend no more, I'm a put a rock on your
You ain't gotta say "we just friends" no
I shine, you shine, it been no flaws
I ain't like most who just get in those drawers
'Cause every king a queen
And me and you girl 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, cars and
All, even give up my dream (my dream)
All, to have you on my team (I don't care baby)
All, baby girl I'd 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 I'd trade 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 goin out my way to
'Cause I love the way your hips make jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through with your titties exposed
When you kick off them shoes there ain't bitty toes as pretty as those
That hair look good, straight down, bun or the braids
And I ain't gon' talk about them light-browns your shades
Bust right, thus
Got a set of thighs and struts like uh
Yo' the game this brother to mack
But I think I slipped when I saw them full covered with Mac
You got everything that others 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 my jersey 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 know how tight my day be
And how long and stressin them to L.A. be
no rumor 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 in back of the Benz, uh