Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Is For Take

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason
a go
Squad in the wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the told me meet her at the spot
And I'm to call her back, its a go

Bleek scoop you, try to seduce you
Black and Chinese, she gave me the fu-fu
A little bit of that, soup
the hood, got more chips then wan-tan

But matter fact, got more cheese nacho
Not rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho
I'm in the class, all by
Now you haters crowd my space

Hundred grand all in your face, better fix ya face
For they ya face
If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch in
If the record sound 'Just' get the blaze,

Put in back, on the block for
The Roc get hot, let 'em "It's the Roc, in ya area"
You better ya folks
hate to see a real clique, but now

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go

Highest paid act, highest to rap
I advance myself, and pay myself
Ha, man you gotta that
When pockets on "E" man you gotta hug that
Corner like you wanna proposal and that
Kill a nigga for the man I'm not above that

Oh hold on Young, let me get it
You got in these streets, Lord, let me get a gat
Boy you now into the greatest
Can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, us

Nigga it's nothin', my crew and half
'cause we scramble, like we Vick's half cousins
Boy and get ya right nigga
We put you on the news, you want lime light nigga
Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know what 9 like
men, we put on UPN

a go
And I washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to in love wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack me meet her at the spot
And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go

One, thug in the club, two, to go
Three, of Arma', four, jars of dro
Five shots to draw, my six hits off
you make Heaven, or eight, everything's a go

Mami got ice in ya drink
Long legs skirt, what you mean, everything's a go
My thugs out die of the wit Timbs
on ya waist, let's roll we gettin' in

Nigga I'm back for, I'm to clap boy
You holdin' me back go
I spring into action, I'm back for
I'm bringin' it boys 'cause

a go
And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's
a go
New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a
a go
Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in wit me
a go
Mami hit me on the jack told me her at the spot
And I'm to call her back, its a go