Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody this is Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to a good time
("Yo! Start the show! the show!")
a minute; I see my man over there Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and 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!)
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!)
I'm gone, check this out
Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a
your best Jay-Z rendition
Too many motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
you're 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 many are shady
Too many ladies give niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe don't know what romance is
Too bitches stuck up from too many sexual advances
No question; got too many answers
I been around this block, too many
Rocked, too rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too late to together
Cause too much black and too much love, equal
I don't follow any cause too many niggaz ride mine
So I styles every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
twenty two too's 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
groove like hold-up, swoll up
Too faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds Richard Simmons
If you could catch Jay right, on the late
the eight right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker you ever seen
Administer pain, the minister's screamin' your name
At your wake as I peak in, look in your
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You ready, forever petty minds stay petty
Mines thinkin' longevity I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony after felony,
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 definitely the
But you know I do wanna say somethin' to you, I
You've been havin' a lot of problems 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 you, you can come back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute a minute wait a minute
Ace, turn that music
I some reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people don't have
Because we don't how to go in places and act properly
("Hey the fuck up!")
a minute wait a minute who told me shut 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, I'ma continue my speech
Thank you, out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We gotta build our own business, we get our own
Record goin like Roc-A-Fella Records