Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to have a time
("Yo! Start the show! the show!")
Wait a minute; I see my man over Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil' of yours, and it's fat
Why don't you up here and kick a lil' freestyle
Put that 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!)
motherfuckers 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 niggaz on a
Doin your best Jay-Z
Too many motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That just a fish in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma call you a hoe, too bitches are shady
Too many ladies give niggaz too many chances
Too many wannabe lovers don't know what romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual
No question; got too many answers
I been around this block, too many
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too late to come
Cause too much and too much love, equal forever
I don't follow any cause too many niggaz ride mine
So I change every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
That's twenty two too's for y'all out there, yaknahmean?
Shall I continue? Check it out,

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, up smooth like on ya
Whole groove hold-up, swoll up
Too many niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay minds like Richard Simmons
If you catch Jay right, on the late night
Without the eight right, maybe you could my weight, right
I dip, quicker than you ever seen
Administer pain, next the minister's screamin' name
At your wake as I peak in, look in your
sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin'"
You ready, forever petty minds stay petty
thinkin' longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony after felony,
Nigga ya broke, what the fuck you gon' me?

("Oh!")

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you know this is a fat (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 havin' a lot of problems the law
But I know you innocent, and I'm behind you
Mad Wednesday's, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dang
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all you, you can come back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, that music down
I smell some reefer, now you
why, our people don't have anything
Because we don't how to go in places and act properly
("Hey shut the up!")
Wait a minute wait a minute who told me the eff up?
Who told me to the eff up? Get him out of here
I'm not gonna continue this show, you throw him out
Get him out right now, then continue my speech
you, he's out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We build our own business, we gotta get our own
companies goin like Roc-A-Fella Records