Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All (Remix)

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Fabolous, Jagged Edge, be fool, I'd rather have you ma'
everything, I'd give it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one girl, I've never been so sure
skin's so pure, the type men go for
The type I drive the slow for
The type I be the horn, rollin 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 gotta spend 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 been no
I ain't most who just wanna get in those drawers
every king need a queen
And with me and you girl I ain't let a thing in between
It a thing, nahmean, chicks hate, show 'em the ring and the green
And let your middle finger be seen, on

Girl I'd trade it all, money, cars and
All, even give up my street (my dream)
All, anything to 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 green
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 the way I ball's to pick and roll
Stockton and Malone when we play the mall
I be goin out my way to
'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans seem they too small
Them see-through tops with your titties
When you kick off shoes 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 them light-browns under your
Bust right, tight
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 with Mac
You got everything others would lack
Along the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
Your I personally admire
'Cause I started out a player now I'm 'bout to 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 stressin them 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 a car seat in back of the Benz, uh