Luyện nghe bài hát Trade It All

Fabolous, Jagged Edge, be fool, I'd rather have you ma'
everything, I'd give it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl, never been so sure
Your so pure, the type men go for
The type I the Benz slow for
The type I be beepin the horn, rollin the windows for
been no whore
So to get you in closed doors, I buy you in those stores
This, that, and yours
As long as Fabolous the only one you let that show for
You ain't gotta spend no more, I'm a put a rock on your
You ain't gotta say "we just friends" no
I shine, you shine, it been no flaws
I ain't like most who just wanna get in drawers
every king need a queen
And with me and you girl I ain't tryna let a thing in
It ain't a thing, nahmean, chicks hate, 'em the ring and the green
And let middle finger be seen, it's on

I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything
All, give up my street dream (my dream)
All, anything to have you on my team (I care baby)
All, baby I'd trade it all (I'd trade it, yeah)
Even give up my green
All, and I'd give the watch and ring (oh yeah)
All, anything to have you on my
All, baby girl I'd it all

Uh, don't front ma', you know the way I ball's to pick and
Stockton and Malone when we play the mall
I be out my way to call
'Cause I love the way your hips your jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through tops with titties exposed
you kick off them shoes there ain't bitty whose toes as pretty as those
That blonde hair look good, straight down, bun or the
And I ain't gon' talk them light-browns under your shades
right, thus tight
Got a set of thighs and struts like uh
Yo' the taught this brother to mack
But I think I slipped I saw them full lips covered with Mac
You got that others would lack
Along the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
Your patience I personally
'Cause I started out a player now I'm 'bout to my jersey retired, for real

There no "mights" or "maybe"
I done did wrong, so I'm a sure it's right for my baby
You know how that my day be
And how long and stressin them to L.A. be
Ain't no rumor gon' get back to friends
I let a nigga disrespect you I be back in the pen
Front to you a ten
You got me thinkin puttin a car seat in back of the Benz, uh