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, go get 'em again
This time it's for the my nigga
Brooklyn up

There's never been a nigga this for this long
This
Or pop is hot
Or strong
With so many flows
ones for this song
The one I'll switch up
one will get bit up
These
To lazy to make up
They
don't paint pictures
They trace me
You know
Soon forget who they plucked
They whole from
And try to reverse the
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
I know my own flow is foolish
So the rings and you sing about
em out
It's to yell when the bar-rel's in your mouth
I'm in, new
Deuce
A few
What can I tell you
Let me it for you
W-I-Double
Nobody than H-O-V
And I'm for more
New York's
Prime Minister back to my business up

What can I say?
more can I do?
I this 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
birds down south
Moving wet off the
Purple Rain in the
Stunting on
Brushing off my
But nothing on my clothes
my chain
My
H-O
Pitch the yea
if they patrol I make payroll
Benz for
Friends roll
Private jets down to and Caheos
Chrys loads
I give a shit
Nigga one life to I can't let a day go
Bye
Without me fly
Fresh to
Head to toe until the day I
And I don't wear jerseys I'm plus
Give me a pair of jeans nigga button ups
S on my feet
Make a complete
What can I say Guru play the beat

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

Now you ass is willie
When got you in a mag
For like a billi
And your ass Lilly

That mean shit you write must be illy
Either or your flow is silly
It's
I mean to boast
But damn if I don't
Them gonna act like I ain't on they 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 fact I'm just it
This ain't the show I'm EQ'in it
One, two and I won't stop it
To girls stop false accusing it
to the music
The Maybach is translucent
got a problem Houston
up be
They can't up me
Shut I
Not P.E.
I'ma
God forgive me for my delivery
But I remember
What these did to me
So me
these clowns nit pick at me
Paint me like a
I will
Kiss in the forehead
her please forgive me
Then squeeze until your
I'm not the one to points off
In
I got a joint to knock your off

Hova the God blast for me
I'm at the Trump
Ask for me
I ain't never
I'm
You ain't never
Nigga why would I care
Pound for pound I'm the best to come around here
nobody
Look I embody
The soul of a 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 make up 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 I went plat a bunch of times
Times that by my
On pop
I supposed to be number one on list
We'll see what happens I no longer exist
Fuck

(What can I say?)