Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All (Remix)

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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 never so sure
Your skin's so pure, the men go for
The type I drive the Benz for
The I be beepin the horn, rollin down the windows for
been no whore
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you everything in those
This, that, and those
As long as Fabolous the only one you let that grin for
You gotta spend no more, I'm a put a rock on your hand
You ain't say "we just friends" no more
I shine, you shine, it been no flaws
I ain't like most who just wanna get in those
'Cause every 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 be seen, it's on

Girl I'd trade it all, money, and everything
All, even give up my dream (my dream)
All, anything to have you on my (I don't care baby)
All, baby girl I'd it all (I'd trade it, yeah)
Even give up my good
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky (oh yeah)
All, anything to you on my team
All, baby 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 out my way to call
'Cause I love the way your make your jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through with your titties exposed
When you kick off them shoes there ain't bitty whose toes as pretty as
blonde hair look good, straight down, bun or the braids
And I ain't talk about them light-browns under your shades
right, thus tight
Got a thick set of and struts like uh
Yo' the game taught this brother to
But I think I slipped I saw them full lips covered with Mac
You got everything that would lack
Along the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
Your patience I admire
'Cause I started out a player now I'm 'bout to have my jersey retired, for

ain't no "mights" or "maybe"
I done did wrong, so I'm a sure it's right for my baby
You how tight that my day be
And how long and them flights to L.A. be
Ain't no gon' get back to your friends
I let a nigga disrespect you I be back in the pen
Front to you a ten
You got me thinkin 'bout puttin a car in back of the Benz, uh