Luyện nghe bài hát You're All I Need (puff Daddy Remix)

Intro: Man

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

Chorus: Mary J. Blige Notorious B.I.G.]

all, I need
[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 swear to God I hope we fuckin die
to get by,

One:

Shorty I'm there for you you need me
For real girl, it's me in world, believe me
Nuttin a man feel better than a woman
with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few things forever, my lady
We can make war or make
Back I was nothin
You made a feel like he was somethin
That's why I'm you to this day boo no frontin
Even the skies were gray
You rub me on my back 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 I'ma these dogs so we can live
In a fat ass crib with of kids
life you don't need a ring to be my wife
Just be there for me and make sure we
Be livin in the lap of luxury
I'm realizing that you didn't have to 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 morning dew
I one look at you
And it was to see
You were my
With you I'll my time
I'll dedicate my
sacrifice for you
Dedicate my for you

Two:

I got a love jonz for body and your skin tone
Five minutes alone I'm already on the
Plus I love the fact you got a of your own
No need to shop around you got the stuff at home
if I'm locked up North you in the world
Wrapped in three-fourths of cloth never showin your off, boo
It be true me for you how it is
I be Noah, you be my Wiz
I'm your Mister, you my Mrs. with and kisses
Valentine cards and wishes? Please
Be on another level of planning, of
the bond between man and woman, and
The highest elevation, we above
All that romance crap, just your love

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

Outro: Man

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

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

you need, anything you need}