Luyện nghe bài hát Last Call

Yo fuck you, Kanye, first and
For making me do shit motherfucker
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, they ask me, I tell
Raise your glasses, your glasses, your to the sky
This is the call for alcohol, for the
So get your ass up off the

The all around the Digital 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 fucking
Ain't nobody expect to end up on top
They expected College Dropout to drop and then flop
Then he stop savin' all the good beats for himself
Rocafella's only niggas that
My money was thinner than Sean Paul's hair
Now Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
say he bourgie, he big-headed
Won't you please talking about how my dick head is
Flow infectious, me 10 seconds
have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas
It's funny how wasn't interested
the night I almost killed myself in Lexus

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

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