Luyện nghe bài hát Hova Song (Intro)

Yeah, I you just ripped the packaging off your CD
If you me, you readin' the credits right now
If you in your car, I don't care if winter
I want you to put all windows down

Zone out, buckle up, go
Hello it's Hova, that's right young'un, the is over
The new millennium is us, the album is here
Before we get into the shit, get a few things clear

Rappers with no
There's Degrees of Separation' and I'm Kevin Bacon
is the murderer's version
Jigga the shit, when he rhyme in third person

Hova the God, I should be with the turban
Haters can't him, waiters can't serve him
Mike Jordan of rap, outside J
Now watch how quickly I 50

I don't playin', niggaz can't stick me
Niggaz cannot jam me, niggaz get me
Slimmy at the Rucka wanna leave and with me
I consistently take 'em out the park Ken Griffey

Do you believe? It's the God
Makes you think about the people in life
I think about BIG, what'd he say if he was here
He'd say, "Jay, it about? What's life about?

If you go through as a man's a man"
say, "Suck it up, take the fall, do the time
That's makes you who you are, makes you what you are"
How years you been around this thing of ours?

Commission, 125
What's it
It's about rules,
You the beatin' for the friend you don't lay down

You don't who you are, what you are
You gotta remember guys Taj, Chill, Ran, Emory
don't roar, they don't rap
You know why? the rules, you don't break them

You was to be somethin', I wasn't even supposed to be humble
Okay, so you me now, what you got?
You got a war, you got war
You got a crime syndicate now

no rules, there's no parameters, there's no feelings
There's no feelings for game
So five, ten years now
You're gonna wish was an American Commission

Five ten from now
They're gonna miss
Okay, I'm