Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here to have a good time
("Yo! the show! Start the show!")
a minute; I see my man over there Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me that lil' tape of yours, and it's fat
Why you come up here and kick a lil' freestyle
Put that champagne down, and kick a 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 motherfuckers musta hear that Tribe Called Quest, 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, check out
Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too many on a mission
Doin your best rendition
Too rough motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just a in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too many wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
call you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too many give these niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers know what romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too sexual advances
No question; Jay-Z got too answers
I around this block, too many times
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too to come together
Cause too much black and too much love, equal
I don't follow any guidelines too many niggaz ride mine
So I change styles every two rhymes, hah, the fuck
That's twenty two too's for y'all motherfuckers out there,
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, rock, roll up smooth like on ya
Whole like hold-up, swoll up
Too many niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like like Richard Simmons
If you catch Jay right, on the late night
Without the eight right, maybe you test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker than you ever
Administer pain, the minister's screamin' your name
At your wake as I peak in, in your casket
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty minds stay
Mines thinkin' longevity until I'm
Livin' heavenly, fuck, after felony, what?
Nigga ya broke, what the fuck you tell me?

("Oh!")

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you this is a fat track (aight)
Now this is comin' on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is definitely the
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 you 100%
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 wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, that music down
I smell reefer, now you see?
why, our people don't have anything
Because we know how to go in places and act properly
("Hey shut the up!")
a minute wait a minute who told me shut the eff up?
Who told me to shut the eff up? Get him out of
I'm not gonna continue this show, until you him out
Get him out right now, then I'ma continue my
you, he's out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We gotta build our own business, we get our own
Record companies goin like Roc-A-Fella