Luyện nghe bài hát Encore

Thank you, you
Thank you, you're far too

Now can I get an encore, do you more
Cookin' raw the Brooklyn boy
So for one time I need y'all to roar
Now what the are you waitin for?
After me, shall be no more
So for one last time, nigga make some

Who you know fresher than Riddle me that
The rest of y'all where I'm lyrically at
Can't none of y'all mirror me
Yeah me rap is like hearin' G rap in his prime

I'm, H O, rap's Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe, now bread
I'm in, Boeing jets, Global
Out the country but the blueberry connect

On the low but the got a triple deck
But you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
Grand openin', grand
God man Hov' cracked the can open again

Who you gon' find than him with no pen
just off inspiration
you gon' see you can't replace him
with cheap for dese generations

Now can I get an encore, do you more
Cookin' raw with the boy
So for one last I need y'all to roar
(What the are you waiting for?)

Look what you made me do, look I made for you
Knew if I my dues, how will they pay you
you first come in the game, they try to play you
Then you a couple of hits, look how they wave to you

From Marcy to Madison
To the only thing that matters in a matter of years
(Yea)
As fate would have it, Jay's status
To be at an all time high, perfect to say goodbye

When I back like Jordan, wearin' the four five
It to play games witchu
to aim at you, probably maim you
If I owe you I'm you to smithereens

Cocksucker one for your team
And I need you to one thing
(One thing)
I came, I saw, I
From record sales, to sold out
So if you want this encore
I need you to scream, your lungs get sore

Ow, it's star time, man is made
killin' all y'all jive turkeys
Do y'all want more of the man?
if y'all want more of the Jigga man

Then I need y'all to help me, him back to stage
Say Hova, say it, Hova, Hova, are y'all out there?
( Hova, Hova)
Are y'all out C'mon, louder!
Yeah, now see that's what I'm talkin'
They you Jigga, they love you Jigga!

I like the way this one
It's so soulful man
(Whoah, whoah, whoah)
Yeah,
(Hova, Hova)

So this here is the lap
I'm leavin', that's how you get me back
After a of them 16's, it's one point two
And that's two four, and I'm only doin' two

You wanted to attention new dudes
I can get you B E T and T R L too
You wanna be in the public, send your
Well fuck it, I budgin'

Young did it to death, you gotta it
companies told me I couldn't cut it
Now look at me, all star
Golfer above par like I

All 'cause the shit I uttered, was ridiculous
How sick is You want to bang
Kanye change, send just some dust
Send Hip a grip, then you got'
A somethin' like this, woo
(What the hell are you for?)