Luyện nghe bài hát Last Call

Yea, up!
La-la-la-laaaa, la lala la
Yea, ay yea
Now I am, hey and they ask and they ask and ask and I tell them, here's to Fayettenam hey
Hey and glasses and your glasses and your glasses
To the sky is, yea this is the last for alcohol
is the "Warm Up"
Yea, look now to the few out there who heard my last shit
Which if I say so myself that was a classic
I never the type to ride my own coat tail
But its Im here to stay, a fucking hotel
I came up, I up!
The up, I blow up!
If you aint peep the trend by now each rap I go up
Look all he wanted was a so when he got it he just faded
But tell me whats a when you want to be the greatest?
So Jay I appreciate it, hell of a stone
if he see it in my eyes Im trying to get the throne
Wonder if the people how many nights I spent alone
Making beats writing rhymes, deep fighting time
Im getting but wasn't getting younger
And all that time can make the most confident wonder
But never doubt it or that shit to phase me yo
switch my thoughts up like the stations on the radio nigga now I am

Hey and they ask and they ask and ask and I tell them, its the Fayettenam hey
Hey and your glasses and your and your glasses
is the last call for alcohol
This is the up!
So get cha back up off the
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Yea, now may I never slip up or let my up
I my girl be praying "Lord just keep his pants zipped up!-
Now if some groupie bitch is on his dick make its stiff up, at least give the nigga
common to wrap his dick up"
the spliff up, our glasses then sip up,
We fly past look up
They don't last we up
They don't blast we clip up empty
And indeed we hit the target yea these niggas think the shit and they aint even farted yet
Style incomplete like a garbage ass
My office is ah fuck sack, niggas getting coffin in the Ville
Way too often and it feels
New York Niggas with me I got em singing Ville songs
I guess its only cuz we grew up singing they shit
BIG shit, Mase shit, Nas shit, Jay
for a Carolina nigga to take his place with the greats
A slim nigga making bold
Ay J. Cole how you do that hear you blowing up my nigga
Im ,true that yea,
In NY but smile I flew back there
Carolina, Fayettenam oh yea my crew back there
I go home so long they saying, "you back here?-
a turn for the worst boy don't move back here"
Don't do that! Yo who
He rep the Ville when he spit it told you he be back a record deal and he did it
Nigga, fuck spinning on my pivot homie, im finna to the reps blow the whistle on me
I got a whole fuckig that's just sitting on me
But yea it fits on my back , my is sitting on that
Will I drop? I not I get up while they stop-like a sleeve on tank tops
they give it all they got so they flop
so hey watch, how Im finna take their
Now im and they not-let me show you how to stay hot
I play not man Im killing em' your idols feeling em' dog
The same nigga who used to in the mall
While they were still in the mall, I was up spilling my rap
The fighting villians just to put the Ville on the map
Now I am
Now I am, hey and they ask and they ask and they ask and I tell them, here's to hey
Hey and raise your glasses and glasses and your glasses to the sky and..
This is the last call for
(Talking)