Luyện nghe bài hát Hova Song (outro)

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you don't go 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 many years you around this thing of ours?

Commission, 125
What's it
It's about rules,
You take the beatin' for the friend you lay down

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

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

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

Five ten from now
They're miss Jay-Z
Okay, I'm