Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody this is Maria Davis, Mad
We here tonight to have a good
("Yo! Start the show! the show!")
Wait a minute; I see my man there Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me that lil' tape of yours, and it's fat
Why don't you come up here and kick a freestyle
Put that champagne down, and kick a lil' 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 motherfuckers musta hear 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 rough motherfuckers, I got my
That you're a fish in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too many wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too ladies give these niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't know romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual
No question; Jay-Z got too many
I around this block, too many times
Rocked, too rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
To all my brothers it too late to come together
Cause too much and too much love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines too many niggaz ride mine
So I change styles two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
That's twenty two too's for y'all out there, yaknahmean?
I continue? 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 smooth on ya
Whole groove hold-up, swoll up
Too faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds Richard Simmons
If you catch Jay right, on the late night
Without the right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker you ever seen
Administer pain, next the screamin' your name
At your wake as I peak in, look in your
sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty minds stay
thinkin' longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, after felony, what?
ya broke, what the fuck you gon' tell me?

("Oh!")

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you this is a fat track (aight)
Now is comin' on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in ninety-six
(no no doubt) well, it is definitely the bomb
But you know I do wanna say to you, I know
You've havin' a lot of problems with 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 behind you, you can back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute wait a wait a minute
Ace, turn that music
I smell reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people don't have
Because we don't know how to go in and act properly
("Hey shut the up!")
Wait a minute wait a minute who me shut the eff up?
Who me to shut the eff up? Get him out of here
I'm not continue this show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, then continue my speech
Thank you, he's out of here now, now I was sayin'
We build our own business, we gotta get our own
Record companies goin like Records