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 it's for the money my nigga
stand up

There's never been a this good for this long
hood
Or pop is hot
Or strong
With so many flows
ones for this song
The next one I'll up
one will get bit up
These
To lazy to up shit
crazy
They don't paint
They just me
You know
Soon forget who they plucked
They whole from
And try to the outcome
I'm like,
I'm not a
I'm a
For myself and
I say a big verse I'm only up my brother
Biggin' up my
I'm big to do it
I'm that
Plus I know my own is foolish
So the and things you sing about
em out
It's to yell when the bar-rel's in your mouth
I'm in, new
seaters
A few
What can I tell you
Let me it for you
W-I-Double
Nobody truer than
And I'm back for
New York's
Prime Minister to finish my business up

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

You already what I'm about
Flying birds down
wet off the step
Purple Rain in the
Stunting on
Brushing off my
But ain't nothing on my
my chain
My
H-O
Pitch the yea
Even if they I make payroll
paid for
Friends they
Private jets down to Turks and
case loads
I give a shit
Nigga one to live I can't let a day go
Bye
Without me fly
to death
Head to toe until the day I
And I don't wear jerseys I'm plus
Give me a crisp pair of nigga button ups
S dots on my
Make a cipher
more can I say Guru play the beat

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

Now you ass is willie
When got you in a mag
For half a billi
And ass ain't Lilly

That mean that shit you must be illy
Either or your flow is silly
It's
I don't mean to
But damn if I brag
Them gonna act like I ain't on they ads
The Stewart
That's far from
Far from a Harvard
Just had the to do it
And no I'm not with it
In fact I'm previewing it
This ain't the I'm just EQ'in it
One, two and I won't stop it
To groupie girls false accusing it
Back to the
The Maybach is translucent
Niggas got a Houston
up be
They can't up me
Shut I
Not P.E.
I'ma
God forgive me for my brash
But I vividly
What streets did to me
So me
Letting clowns nit pick at me
me like a pickiny
I literally
Kiss Tee-Tee in the
her please forgive me
Then squeeze your forehead
I'm not the one to points off
In
I got a joint to your points off

Hova the God nigga for me
I'm at the International
Ask for me
I ain't scared
I'm
You never there
Nigga why would I care
Pound for pound I'm the to ever come around here
Excluding
Look what I
The of a hustler I really ran the street
I CEO's
That marketing was me
And no I ain't get shot up a whole bunch of
Or up shit in a whole bunch of lines
And I ain't animated, say a, Busta Rhymes
But the real shit you get when you bust my lines
Add that to the fact I went a bunch of times
Times by my influence
On pop
I supposed to be number one on list
We'll see what happens when I no longer
this

(What can I say?)