Luyện nghe bài hát You're All I Need (All That I Need remix)

Intro: Man

Rugged style, it's enough to make a smile
Ha ha ha, cheeba y'all
Cheeba y'all, and you don't stop
yeah, cootie in the chair
Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't
Yeah yeah, cootie in the -- check

Chorus: Mary J. Blige [sample: B.I.G.]

You're all, I
[Lie together, cry together, I swear to God I we fuckin die together]
to get by,
all, I need
[Lie together, cry together, I swear to God I hope we fuckin die
to get by,

One:

Shorty I'm for you anytime you need me
For real girl, me in your world, believe me
Nuttin a man feel better than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for
There are few things forever, my lady
We can war or make babies
Back I was nothin
You made a brother feel like he was
That's why I'm with you to day boo no frontin
Even when the were gray
You would rub me on my and say "Baby it'll be okay"
Now real to a brother like me baby
Never ever give my cootie away and keep it tight
And I'ma these dogs so we can live
In a fat ass crib with of kids
Word life you don't a ring to be my wife
Just be for me and I'ma make sure we
Be livin in the lap of luxury
I'm realizing that you have to funk wit me
But you did, now I'm all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my

2X

Interlude: Mary J.

Like sweet dew
I one look at you
And it was to see
You were my
you I'll spend my time
I'll my life
I'll for you
Dedicate my for you

Verse

I got a love jonz for your and your skin tone
minutes alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I love the fact you got a of your own
No need to shop you got the good stuff at home
Even if I'm locked up you in the world
Wrapped in three-fourths of cloth never showin your off, boo
It be me for you that's how it is
I be Noah, you be my Wiz
I'm your Mister, you my Mrs. hugs and kisses
Valentine cards and birthday Please
Be on another of planning, of understanding
the between man and woman, and child
The elevation, 'cause we above
All that romance crap, just show love

Chorus (starts during the end of verse two, repeats end)

Outro: Man

I'm sick of
Ha ha ha, cheeba y'all
And you stop
yeah, cootie in the -- Tical!
Cheeba y'all, and you don't stop
Yeah yeah, in the chair, Tical!
Cheeba y'all, and you don't stop
Yeah yeah, cootie in the chair,
J. raw, and Meth-Tical
{Like sweet morning dew} yeah
{I took one look at you} in the chair, Tical
{And it was plain to see} cheeba y'all
were my destiny, baby} Cheeba cheeba y'all
Cheeba cheeba y'all, bring it on,
What's that that they be smoking?

No romance without for now
Baby, please,
Stallion, ha ha, ha ha
Man and child, yeah

{Anything you need, anything you