Luyện nghe bài hát You're All Welcome

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King of New York, You can that
Dig ya grave next to Biggie a nap nap
Little goofy motherf**** in a
Paying for all the hashtags, marketing that's fact

You brought his album get your back
Let me enlighten you all a flashback
See he's the little freshman could
Jay took his a year ago that lesson was good

Put the fuel to fire, him true desire, dude a writer (true)
Dre gave him a shot, thing to do was fire (cool)
See I ain't hatin a**whippin is love
The problem with lil is lil n*ggas get buzz

Then lil n*ggas get dumb, lil n*ggas get snuffed
He from Compton, I could this lil n*gga ta Blood
But I'd give lil n*gga a hug
OG Donny Johnson, lil is cuz

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He get this work, but I'll save it for the 3rd round
gotta finish a verse, I could put him in a hearse now
Every lyric's bezerk, Couldn't with my worst style
"Lawd mercy" let me take him to church now

Turn this Top Dawg to a poodle, I'll you, boy Q the voodoo
Remove you, pull he soul from his abs, him out his Jay's (Who you)
In my opinion you're boring, ya annoying, the point is, was disappointed
(The hyped you up)

If you a titan I'm Persues, When I'm writing, exciting,
of violence, when I'm rhyming (What)

Oh he the king, I get it now, Ok Rodney bless him wit a crown
Find his crown, sit him
Would him listen but take a look at his picture now
Heavy lies the head, you know he rest, n*gga bow
Maybe you but that's Shakesphere
I guess Kendrick so get the name's clear

3]
Kendrick, Kendrick, I don't want your
Don't need a feature, pay for a sentence
F*** a deal and I don't want attention
All I really want is to teach the a lesson

F*** New York I'll save you the trouble, ain't hating I you
Hoping this spanking'll humble you
Shooting for stars and shooting at stars and hand
Ampersand, the of press, the demand of fans

I ain't trying ta change ya, just hip ya to
To make the transition, from the streets to the

You are no Biggie, tenth of an
case to Big L, Mini Pun, let's settle it
Ya clan far from and you not a 2Pac
Maybe a fourth of Jay Z, ya fans you Dot

Subpar to Nasir, outclassed by
No UGK, NWA, that
You can't even keep up with
Do me a favor take off your blouse, little n*gga