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 y'all
Cheeba cheeba and you don't stop
Yeah cootie in the chair
Cheeba y'all and you don't stop
Yeah yeah cootie in the check

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

Verse

Shorty I'm there for you you need me
For real girl, it's me in your world, me
Nuttin make a man better than a woman
with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few things that's forever, my
We can make war or babies
Back when I was
You made a brother feel he was somethin
That's why I'm with you to this day boo no
Even when the skies were
You would rub me on my and say "Baby it'll be okay"
Now that's real to a brother me baby
Never give my cootie away 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 need a ring to be my
be there for me and I'ma make sure we
Be livin in the 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 took one 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

Verse

I got a jonz for your body and your skin tone
Five alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I the fact you got a mind of your own
No to shop around you got the good stuff at home
if I'm locked up North you in the world
Wrapped in three-fourths of cloth showin your stuff 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 hugs and
Valentine cards and birthday Please
Be on another of planning, of understanding
the between man and woman, and child
The highest elevation, 'cause we
All that romance crap, just show your

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

Method Man

I'm sick of
Ha ha ha, cheeba cheeba
And you stop
Yeah yeah, 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 dew} Yeah yeah
{I took one look at cootie in the chair, Tical
{And it was plain to see} cheeba y'all
{You were my destiny, Cheeba cheeba y'all
Cheeba cheeba y'all, it on, yeah
that shit that they be smoking?

No romance finance for now
Baby, please,
Stallion, ha ha, ha ha
Man woman and child,

{Anything you need, anything you