Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All (Part 2)

Fabolous, Jagged Edge, don't be fool, I'd rather you ma'
Than everything, I'd give it all, just for you,
You're the one baby girl, I've never been so
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 everything in those
This, that, and yours
As long as Fabolous the only one you let that grin for
You ain't gotta no more, I'm a put a rock on your hand
You gotta say "we just friends" no more
I shine, you shine, it never no flaws
I ain't like most who just wanna get in those
'Cause king need a queen
And with me and you girl I tryna let a thing in between
It ain't a thing, nahmean, chicks hate, show 'em the 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, to have you on my team (I don't care baby)
All, baby girl I'd trade it all (I'd it, yeah)
Even give up my green
All, and I'd give the watch and ring (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 and Malone when we play the mall
I be out my way to call
I love the way your hips make your jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through tops your titties exposed
When you kick off them shoes there bitty whose toes as pretty as those
blonde hair look good, straight down, bun or the braids
And I ain't gon' talk them light-browns under 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 lips 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 to have my jersey retired, for real

ain't no "mights" or "maybe"
I done did wrong, so I'm a make sure it's right for my
You how tight that my day be
And how long and them flights to L.A. be
Ain't no rumor gon' get back to your
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 seat in of the Benz, uh