Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here to have a good time
("Yo! Start the show! the show!")
Wait a I see my man over there Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that tape of yours, and it's fat
Why don't you up here and kick a lil' freestyle
Put champagne down, and kick a lil' freestyle for me tonight

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Y'all musta hear that Tribe Called Quest, let's do it again
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Well I'm gone, this out
Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too many on a mission
your best Jay-Z rendition
Too many motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just a fish in a pool of sharks nigga,
Too many bitches be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma call you a hoe, too many are shady
Too many ladies these niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe don't know what romance is
Too many stuck up from too many sexual advances
No question; got too many answers
I been this block, too many times
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too nines, too
To all my brothers it too late to come together
too much black and too much love, equal forever
I don't any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride mine
So I change styles two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
That's twenty two for y'all motherfuckers out there, yaknahmean?
Shall I Check it out, what?

Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
I'm gone, yo, yo, yo
Copped to reach my quota, push rock, roll up like on ya
Whole groove like hold-up, up
Too many niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds Richard Simmons
If you could catch Jay right, on the night
Without the right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker than you ever
Administer pain, next the minister's your name
At your as I peak in, look in your casket
sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin'"
You never ready, forever minds stay petty
Mines longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, after felony, what?
Nigga ya broke, what the fuck you tell me?

("Oh!")

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you know is a fat track (aight)
Now this is on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is the bomb
But you I do wanna say somethin' to you, I know
You've been a lot of problems with the law
But I know you innocent, and I'm behind you
Mad Wednesday's, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dash
Records, we all behind you, you can come back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute wait a
Ace, that music down
I some reefer, now you see?
That's why, our don't have anything
Because we don't how to go in places and act properly
("Hey the fuck up!")
Wait a minute wait a minute who me shut the eff up?
Who told me to shut the eff up? Get him out of
I'm not gonna this show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, I'ma continue my speech
Thank you, he's out of here now, now like I was
We gotta our own business, we gotta get our own
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