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

Intro: Man

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

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

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

One:

Shorty I'm there for you anytime you me
For real girl, it's me in world, believe me
Nuttin make a man feel better a woman
Queen with a crown be down for whatever
There are few that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make
Back when I was
You a brother feel like he was somethin
That's why I'm you to this day boo no frontin
when the skies 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 away and keep it tight aight
And walk these dogs so we can live
In a fat ass crib with thousands of
Word life you need a ring to be my wife
Just be there for me and I'ma sure we
Be in the effin lap of luxury
I'm realizing that you didn't to funk wit me
But you did, now I'm all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my

2X

Interlude: J. Blige

Like morning dew
I one look at you
And it was to see
You my destiny
With you spend my time
dedicate my life
I'll for you
Dedicate my for you

Two:

I got a love jonz for your body and your skin
Five alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I love the you got a mind of your own
No need to shop you got the good stuff at home
Even if I'm locked up you in the world
in three-fourths of cloth never showin your stuff 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. with and kisses
cards and birthday wishes? Please
Be on another of planning, of understanding
the bond between man and woman, and
The elevation, 'cause we above
All that romance crap, just show love

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

Method Man

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

No without finance for now
Baby, please,
Stallion, ha ha, ha ha
Man woman and child,

{Anything you need, anything you