Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All

Fabolous, Jagged Edge, be fool, I'd rather have you ma'
Than everything, I'd give it all, just for you,
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 Benz for
The type I be the horn, rollin down the windows for
Never been no
So to get you in doors, I buy you everything in those stores
This, that, and yours
As long as Fabolous the one you let that grin show for
You ain't spend no more, I'm a put a rock on your hand
You ain't 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 need a queen
And with me and you girl I ain't tryna let a in between
It ain't a thing, nahmean, chicks hate, 'em the ring and the green
And let your middle finger be seen, on

Girl I'd it all, money, cars and everything
All, even give up my dream (my dream)
All, anything to have you on my team (I care baby)
All, girl I'd trade it all (I'd trade it, yeah)
Even give up my green
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky (oh yeah)
All, anything to have you on my
All, girl 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 out my way to call
'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans seem like too small
Them see-through tops your titties exposed
When you kick off 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 them light-browns under your shades
Bust right, tight
Got a thick set of thighs and like uh
Yo' the game taught this to mack
But I think I slipped when I saw them full lips with Mac
You got everything that others 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

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