Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Is Everything

(Joe)
Aiyyo, we now,
AZ, AZ
And

(AZ)
I'm back, no Belve, bottles of Dom
With the same play that supplied the Quaran
Any stagnation, I rise
Get it right, understand my are strong
the streets where it all started, back in school
Til the dough stacking niggas started actin'
Used to be the type, love to flash the jewels
Hit nice then broadcast the news,
of weed, used to slow drag the weed
Did it all in the hood, had to
Asthmatic, yes I had to
Short nigga with ups, too short to the re's (rebounds)
for a few winters, rejuvenated
Returning like you remembered, but more
Stronger your malt liquor,
Money, hoes and clothes, don't let that get cha,
They not

(Joe)
2X

That's how we ball, that's how we
Show how we al up in them thangs,
Play your part, play the
everything

(AZ)
Truth real, believe I take loot for real
It's the desperation in it that the will
Trucks on 20's, when them cups is in me
You can me at Justin's or up in Jimmy's
Jekyll and Hyde, the real never with pride
If you live, the only way I let you inside
Love it or not, off the love of the block
See me solo in a photo, hands my cock
Frank Verveis, a white tank with shades
Take a raise, got a face that just aim for
Get in the mix, up in cinema six,
Multi-complex, go the end of the flick
just me, besides I'm just a G
Wit the O in the front, I know what you
Believe... I'm

2X

(Joe)
Back up your work, hit the and pitch
Don't stop 'til you rich, bust never snitch
to the script, tuck in the chain
Everything's

(AZ)
See don't stop, and crime won't stop
So I won't til I'm sittin' on top,
To every phones and the cells get blocked,
And hard top get chop til it drop
If the streets don't get us, the beats get us
Pray to the lord don't hit us,
I'm so iffy, keep the 'dro
Optimo/s strictly, come and smoke me
you cups in the clubs and toast with me,
SOS the crispy, man I flow sickly
And to ???????, chef in the kitchen
shots, ass in the air, best position

(Joe)
That's how we ball, that's how we
Everybody do thang

2X

(Joe)
Back up your work, hit the and pitch
Don't stop 'til you rich, bust shots never
Stick to the script, in the chain
Everything's

[Chorus and verse] til music fade