Luyện nghe bài hát What More Can I Say?

Are you not
Are you not
Is this not why here?

Uh, uh, huh
the music up
Turn me
Guru, let's go get 'em
This time for the money my nigga
Brooklyn up

There's never a nigga this good for this long
This
Or pop is hot
Or strong
so many different flows
This ones for this
The next one I'll up
This one get bit up
These
To to make up shit
crazy
They don't pictures
They just me
You know
Soon they forget who plucked
whole style from
And try to reverse the
I'm like,
I'm not a
I'm a
For and others
I say a big verse I'm only biggin' up my
Biggin' up my
I'm big to do it
I'm that
Plus I my own flow is foolish
So the and things you sing about
em out
It's hard to yell when the bar-rel's in mouth
I'm in, new
seaters
A few
What more can I you
Let me it for you
W-I-Double
Nobody truer than
And I'm back for
New York's
Prime Minister back to finish my up

What more can I
more can I do?
I give all to you
I know much is true
My
(Look at my life)
(See I see)
What can I say to you
You it all

You already what I'm about
Flying down south
wet off the step
Purple Rain in the
on hoes
Brushing off my
But nothing on my clothes
Except my
My
H-O
Pitch the yea
Even if they patrol I make
paid for
Friends they
Private jets to Turks and Caheos
Chrys case
I don't a shit
Nigga one life to live I let a day go
Bye
me being fly
Fresh to
Head to toe the day I rest
And I don't wear jerseys I'm thirty
Give me a crisp pair of jeans nigga ups
S on my feet
Make a complete
What more can I say play the beat

We gonna let ride into the hook
I'ma snap my on this one
What more can I say to
Get my man on
go!
(What can I say?)

Now you know ass is
they got you in a mag
For like half a
And ass ain't Lilly

That mean shit you write must be illy
Either that or your flow is
both
I mean to boast
But if I don't brag
Them crackers gonna act like I ain't on ads
The Martha
That's far Jewish
Far from a student
Just had the to do it
And no I'm not through it
In I'm just previewing it
ain't the show I'm just EQ'in it
One, two and I won't stop it
To groupie girls false accusing it
to the music
The roof is translucent
Niggas got a problem
up be
They shut up me
Shut I
Not P.E.
I'ma
God forgive me for my brash
But I remember
What these did to me
So me
Letting these nit pick at me
me like a pickiny
I literally
Tee-Tee in the forehead
Tell her please me
Then squeeze your forehead
I'm not the one to score off
In
I got a joint to knock points off

Hova the God blast for me
I'm at the Trump
Ask for me
I ain't scared
I'm
You ain't there
Nigga why would I ever
Pound for pound I'm the best to ever come around
Excluding
Look what I
The of a hustler I really ran the street
I mine
marketing plan was me
And no I ain't get shot up a whole bunch of
Or make up in a whole bunch of lines
And I ain't animated, like say a, Busta
But the real shit you get when you bust down my
Add that to the fact I went plat a of times
Times by my influence
On pop
I supposed to be number one on list
We'll see happens when I no longer exist
this

(What can I say?)