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

Intro: Man

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

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

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

Verse

Shorty I'm there for you anytime you me
For real girl, it's me in your world, me
Nuttin make a man feel than a woman
Queen with a crown be down for whatever
There are few things that's forever, my
We can make war or babies
when I was nothin
You made a brother like he was somethin
why I'm with you to this day boo no frontin
Even when the skies were
You would rub me on my and say "Baby it'll be okay"
Now real to a brother like me baby
Never give my cootie away and keep it tight aight
And I'ma walk these so we can live
In a fat ass crib thousands of kids
Word life you need 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 didn't have to wit me
But you did, now I'm all out kid
And I got mad to give, you my nigga

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 my life
I'll for you
Dedicate my for you

Verse

I got a love jonz for your body and your tone
Five minutes 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
if I'm locked 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 wishes? Please
Be on level of planning, of understanding
the bond man and woman, and child
The highest elevation, 'cause we
All romance crap, just show your love

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

Method 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, cootie in the chair, Tical!
Cheeba y'all, and you don't stop
yeah, cootie in the chair, Tical
Mary J. raw, and
{Like morning dew} Yeah yeah
{I took one look at you} cootie in the chair,
{And it was plain to see} Cheeba cheeba
{You were my destiny, baby} Cheeba y'all
Cheeba cheeba y'all, it on, yeah
What's that shit that they be

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

you need, anything you need}