Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All (Part 2)

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
Your skin's so pure, the men go for
The I drive the Benz slow for
The type I be beepin the horn, down the windows for
Never been no
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you in those stores
This, that, and those
As long as Fabolous the one you let that grin show for
You gotta 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 thing in
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, and everything
All, even up my street 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 good
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky (oh yeah)
All, anything to you on my team
All, girl I'd trade it all

Uh, don't front ma', you know the way I ball's to and roll
Like Stockton and when we play the mall
I be out my way to call
'Cause I love the way your make your jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through with your titties exposed
When you kick off them shoes there 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 your shades
right, thus tight
Got a thick set of thighs and struts uh
Yo' the game this brother to mack
But I think I slipped when I saw them lips covered with Mac
You got that others would lack
with the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
Your I personally admire
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 make sure it's for my baby
You know how tight my day be
And how and stressin them flights to L.A. be
Ain't no rumor gon' get back to friends
Before I let a nigga 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