Luyện nghe bài hát Last Call

Yo fuck you, Kanye, first and
For making me do this shit
Had to everybody out the motherfucking room
they don't fucking

(I'd to propose a toast)
(I toast motherfucker)

And I am
And they ask me, they ask me, ask me, I tell them
your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky
This is the call for alcohol, for the
So get ass up off the wall

The all around the world Underground, Pac
The Rudolph the red nosed of the Roc
I my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole game
nobody expect Kanye to end up on top
They expected that Dropout to drop and then flop
Then maybe he stop savin' all the good beats for
Rocafella's only niggas help
My money was than Sean Paul's goatee hair
Now Jean Paul cologne fill the air, here
say he bourgie, he big-headed
Won't you please stop talking about how my head is
infectious, give me 10 seconds
I'll a buzz bigger than insects in Texas
It's funny how nobody interested
'Til the night I almost myself in Lexus

And I am
And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell
Raise your glasses, glasses, your glasses to the sky
This is the call for alcohol, for the
So get ass up off the wall

Now was the most overlooked? Yes sir
Now is the most overbooked? Yes sir
Though the fans want the feeling of A Tribe Called
But all they got is this guy called West
Better Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def
him Kwa-li or Kwe-li, I put him on songs with Jay-Z
I'm the Gap Banana Republic and Old Navy, and oooh
It come out sweeter than old
as Bun-B when I met him at the Source awards
Girl he had with him, ass won the horse awards
And I was famous, now everybody loves Kanye
I'm Raymond'
Some say he arrogant, can y'all him?
It was straight embarrassing how played him
Last year shoppin my demo, I was tryin' to
Every motherfucker told me that I rhyme
Now I could let these dream killers my self-esteem
Or use my arrogance as the steam to my dreams
I use it as my gas, so they say I'm gassed
But without it I'd be last, so I ought to
So I don't listen to the suits the desk no more
You niggas suits 'cause you can't dress no more
You can't say shit to Kanye no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I was on tour, nigga
I'm Kan, the Louis Don
my mom a purse, now she Louis Vuitton Mom
I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I my cards
I prayed to the and I changed my stars
I went to the and I balled too hard
'Oh my god, is that a black
I turned around and replied, why yes but I prefer the
African Express
Brains, power, and muscle, like Dame, Puffy, and
boy back on his hustle, you know what I've been up to
Killin y'all niggaz on that shit
Mayonnaise colored Benz, I Miracle Whips

And I am
And ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them
Raise glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky
This is the last for alcohol, for my niggas
So get your ass up off the