Luyện nghe bài hát Encore

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

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

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

I'm, young H O, rap's Grateful
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 you expect? Yep, yep
Grand openin', closin'
God man Hov' cracked the can open again

Who you gon' find doper him with no pen
draw off inspiration
Soon you gon' see you can't him
with cheap imitations for generations

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

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

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

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

Cocksucker 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 this
I need you to scream, 'til your get sore

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

Then I need to help me, bring 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 I'm talkin' 'bout
They love you Jigga, love you Jigga!

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

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

You to gain attention new dudes
I can get you B E T and T R L too
You be in the public, send your budget
Well fuck it, I ain't

Young did it to death, you gotta it
Record companies told me I cut it
Now at me, all star studded
Golfer above par I putted

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