Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody this is Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to have a good
("Yo! Start the show! the show!")
Wait a minute; I see my man over there
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me that lil' tape 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!)
I'm gone, check this out
Too West coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz 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 bitches be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma call you a hoe, too many are shady
Too ladies give these niggaz too many chances
Too many wannabe lovers don't know what romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual
No Jay-Z got too many answers
I been around 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 black and too much love, equal
I don't follow any guidelines cause too niggaz ride mine
So I change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the
twenty two too's for y'all motherfuckers 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 my quota, push rock, roll up smooth like on ya
Whole groove hold-up, swoll up
Too faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
you're, gay like minds like Richard Simmons
If you catch Jay right, on the late night
the eight right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, quicker than you ever seen
Administer pain, the minister's screamin' your name
At your as I peak in, look in your casket
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty stay petty
Mines longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony felony, what?
Nigga ya broke, the fuck you gon' tell 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, Dash
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can 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 people don't anything
Because we know how to go in places and act properly
("Hey shut the up!")
Wait a minute wait a 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, you throw him out
Get him out right now, then I'ma continue my
Thank you, out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We build our own business, we gotta get our own
Record companies goin Roc-A-Fella Records