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 last time I need y'all to
Now the hell are you waitin for?
After me, there shall be no
So for one last time, nigga make some

Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me
The rest of y'all know I'm lyrically at
none of y'all mirror me back
Yeah hearin' me rap is hearin' G rap in his prime

I'm, young H O, rap's Dead
Back to over the globe, now break bread
I'm in, Boeing jets, Express
Out the country but the still connect

On the low but the yacht got a deck
But when you Young, what the fuck you Yep, yep
openin', grand closin'
God your man Hov' cracked the can again

Who you gon' find doper than him no pen
just draw off
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 what I for you
Knew if I paid my dues, how they pay you
When you come in the game, they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits, look how wave to you

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

I come back like Jordan, wearin' the four five
It ain't to games witchu
to aim at you, probably maim you
If I owe you I'm you to smithereens

take one for your team
And I you to remember one thing
(One thing)
I came, I saw, I
From record sales, to sold out
So muh'fucker if you want encore
I need you to scream, 'til lungs get sore

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

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

I like the way one feel
so muh'fuckin' soulful man
(Whoah, whoah, whoah)
Yeah,
(Hova, Hova)

So this here is the lap
Then I'm leavin', how you get me back
After a year of 16's, it's one point two
And that's two point four, and I'm 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 budget
Well fuck it, I budgin'

Young did it to death, you love 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 utterly
How is this? You want to bang
Send Kanye change, send just some
Hip a grip, then you got' spit
A little somethin' this, woo
(What the are you waiting for?)