Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All (Part 2)

Fabolous, Jagged Edge, don't be fool, I'd rather you ma'
everything, I'd give it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl, I've been 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 doors, I buy you everything in those stores
This, that, and yours
As long as Fabolous the only one you let grin show for
You ain't spend no more, I'm a put a rock on your hand
You ain't gotta say "we just friends" no
I shine, you shine, it been no flaws
I ain't like who just wanna get in those drawers
every king 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, show 'em the ring and the
And let your middle finger be seen, on

Girl I'd it all, money, cars and everything
All, even give up my street (my dream)
All, to have you on my team (I don't care baby)
All, baby girl I'd trade it all (I'd it, yeah)
give up my good 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, front ma', you know the way I ball's to pick and roll
Like Stockton and Malone we play the mall
I be goin out my way to
'Cause I love the way your make your jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through tops with your titties
When you kick off them there ain't bitty whose toes as pretty as those
That hair 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 taught this brother to mack
But I think I slipped when I saw full lips covered with Mac
You got everything that others would
with 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

ain't no "mights" or "maybe"
I done did wrong, so I'm a make it's right for my baby
You know how tight my day be
And how long and them flights 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 puttin a car seat in back of the Benz, uh