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

Intro: Man

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

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

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

One:

Shorty I'm for you anytime you need me
For real girl, me in your world, believe me
Nuttin make a man better than a woman
Queen a crown that be down for whatever
are few things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or babies
Back I was nothin
You made a brother feel he was somethin
That's why I'm with you to this day boo no
when the skies were gray
You rub me on my back and say "Baby it'll be okay"
Now that's real to a brother me baby
Never ever give my cootie and keep it tight aight
And walk these dogs so we can live
In a fat ass crib thousands of kids
Word life you don't a ring to be my wife
be there 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: J. Blige

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

Verse

I got a love jonz for your body and your tone
minutes alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I love the fact you got a of your own
No need to shop around you got the good at home
Even if I'm up North you in the world
Wrapped in three-fourths of 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 hugs and
Valentine cards and birthday Please
Be on another of planning, of understanding
the bond man and woman, and child
The elevation, 'cause we above
All that romance crap, just your love

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

Outro: Man

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

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

{Anything you need, anything you