Luyện nghe bài hát Encore

Thank you, you
you, you're far too kind

Now can I get an encore, do you want
Cookin' raw the Brooklyn boy
So for one time I need y'all to roar
Now what the hell are you waitin
After me, there shall be no
So for one last time, make some noise

Who you know fresher than Hov'? me that
The rest of y'all know where I'm at
Can't none of mirror me back
Yeah hearin' me rap is like G rap in his prime

I'm, young H O, rap's Dead
Back to take over the globe, now bread
I'm in, jets, Global Express
Out the country but the still connect

On the low but the yacht got a triple
But you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
openin', grand closin'
God your man Hov' cracked the can again

Who you find doper than him with no pen
just off inspiration
Soon you gon' see you can't him
with imitations for dese generations

Now can I get an encore, do you want
Cookin' raw with the boy
So for one last time I need to roar
(What the hell are you for?)

Look what you me do, look what I made for you
Knew if I my dues, how will they pay you
When you first in the game, they try to play you
you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you

From Marcy to Square
To the only thing that matters in just a of years
(Yea)
As fate would have it, status appears
To be at an all high, perfect time to say goodbye

When I come back like Jordan, wearin' the five
It to play games witchu
It's to aim at you, probably you
If I owe you I'm blowin' you to

Cocksucker take one for team
And I you to remember one thing
(One thing)
I came, I saw, I
From record sales, to sold out
So muh'fucker if you want this
I need you to scream, 'til your get sore

Ow, it's star time, man is made
He's killin' all y'all turkeys
Do y'all more of the Jigga man?
if y'all want more of the Jigga man

Then I y'all to help me, bring him back to stage
Say Hova, say it, Hova, Hova, are y'all out there?
( Hova, Hova)
Are y'all out C'mon, louder!
Yeah, now see that's I'm talkin' 'bout
They love you Jigga, love you Jigga!

I the way this one feel
It's so muh'fuckin' man
(Whoah, whoah, whoah)
Yeah,
(Hova, Hova)

So this is the victory lap
Then I'm leavin', that's how you get me
After a year of them 16's, one point two
And that's two point four, and I'm only two

You wanted to gain new dudes
I can get you B E T and T R L too
You wanna be in the public, send your
Well fuck it, I budgin'

Young did it to death, you gotta it
companies told me I couldn't cut it
Now look at me, all studded
Golfer above par like I

All 'cause the I uttered, was utterly ridiculous
How sick is You want to bang
Send change, send just some dust
Hip a grip, then you got' spit
A little like this, woo
(What the are you waiting for?)