Luyện nghe bài hát Hova Song (outro)

Yeah, I know you just ripped the packaging off 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 young'un, the wait is over
The new millennium is upon us, the is here
Before we get the shit, let's get a few things clear

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

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

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

Do you believe? Hova the God
you think about the people in your life
Then I think BIG, what'd he say if he was here
say, "Jay, what's 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 many years you around this thing of ours?

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

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

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

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

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