Luyện nghe bài hát Encore

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

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 hell are you waitin
After me, there be no more
So for one time, nigga make some noise

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

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

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

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

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

Look what you me do, look 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 a couple of hits, look how they wave to you

Marcy to Madison Square
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

When I come back 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

Cocksucker take one for team
And I need you to remember one
(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 your lungs get

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

Then I need y'all to help me, 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 what I'm talkin'
love you Jigga, they love you Jigga!

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

So here is the victory lap
Then I'm leavin', that's how you get me
After a year of them 16's, it's one 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 wanna be in the public, send your
Well it, I ain't budgin'

Young did it to death, you gotta it
Record companies me I couldn't cut it
Now at me, all star studded
Golfer par like I putted

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