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

Intro: Man

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

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

You're all, I
[Lie together, cry together, I swear to God I hope we fuckin die
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, me in your world, believe me
make a man feel better than a woman
Queen a crown that be down for whatever
are few things that's forever, my lady
We can war or make babies
Back when I was
You made a brother like he was somethin
That's why I'm with you to 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 cootie and keep it tight aight
And I'ma these dogs so we can live
In a fat ass with thousands of kids
Word life you don't need a to be my wife
Just be for me and I'ma make 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: Mary J.

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

Two:

I got a love jonz for your and your skin tone
Five minutes alone I'm already on the
Plus I love the fact you got a mind of own
No need to shop around you got the good stuff at
Even if I'm locked up 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
cards and birthday wishes? Please
Be on level of planning, of understanding
the bond between man and woman, and
The highest elevation, we above
All that crap, just show your love

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

Outro: Man

I'm sick of
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, in the chair, Tical
J. raw, and Meth-Tical
{Like sweet morning dew} yeah
{I took one at you} cootie in the chair, Tical
{And it was plain to see} cheeba y'all
{You were my destiny, baby} Cheeba cheeba
Cheeba cheeba y'all, it on, yeah
What's that shit they be smoking?

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

you need, anything you need}