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 give it all, for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl, never been so sure
Your skin's so pure, the men go for
The I drive the Benz slow for
The I be beepin the horn, rollin down the windows for
Never no whore
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you in those stores
This, that, and those
As long as Fabolous the only one you let that 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 just get in those drawers
'Cause every need a queen
And me and you girl I ain't tryna let a thing in between
It ain't a thing, nahmean, hate, show 'em the ring and the green
And let your middle be seen, it's on

Girl I'd it all, money, cars and everything
All, even give up my street (my dream)
All, anything to you on my team (I don't care baby)
All, baby I'd trade it all (I'd trade it, yeah)
Even up my good green
All, and I'd give the and pinky ring (oh yeah)
All, anything to 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 Malone when we play the
I be goin out my way to
'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans like they too small
see-through tops with your titties exposed
When you off them shoes there ain't bitty whose toes as pretty as those
That blonde look good, straight down, bun or the braids
And I ain't gon' talk about light-browns under your shades
Bust right, thus
Got a set of thighs and struts like uh
Yo' the game taught this to mack
But I think I slipped when I saw them full lips covered Mac
You got everything that others lack
with the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
Your patience I personally
'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 right for my baby
You know how tight my day be
And how long and them flights to L.A. be
Ain't no rumor get back to your friends
Before I let a nigga you I be back in the pen
to back you a ten
You got me 'bout puttin a car seat in back of the Benz, uh