Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All (Part 2)

Fabolous, Jagged Edge, be fool, I'd rather have you ma'
Than everything, I'd give it all, for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl, I've been so sure
Your skin's so pure, the 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 closed doors, I buy you in those stores
This, that, and those
As as Fabolous the only 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 gotta say "we just friends" no
I shine, you shine, it never been no
I ain't like most who 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 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, 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, to have you on my team
All, baby I'd trade it all

Uh, don't front ma', you know the way I to pick and roll
Like Stockton and Malone when we the mall
I be goin out my way to
'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans seem they too small
Them tops with your titties exposed
When you kick off them shoes there ain't bitty whose toes as pretty as
That hair look good, straight down, bun or the braids
And I ain't gon' talk about light-browns under your shades
right, thus tight
Got a set of thighs and struts like uh
Yo' the game taught 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 patience I admire
'Cause I 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 right for my baby
You know how tight my day be
And how long and stressin flights to L.A. be
Ain't no rumor get back to your friends
Before I let a nigga disrespect you I be in the pen
to back you a ten
You got me thinkin 'bout puttin a car seat in of the Benz, uh