Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Get With That

Yeah!!
Check it it out
Uhhh haha keep it fat

Jay Z (repeat 2X)

I can't get with
I gotta keep it thick never so I hit em like this

Straight to the track my is phat I rip it the hell down
More than a fluke I'm wreckin this joint so what now
With so many niggas that's biting it's to detect who I be
Well check out the J, check out the A, out the Y, Z
Original rap, I'm it slap, I'm hemmin it up like that
Stingin it, strikin it, swingin it fat, * DJ reverse * bring it
I be that nigga with a gat,
Don't ever sweat it when I go, I back
Better ever, never better, you better, whatever
I the Ex-Lax and that'll get your shit together
I you a snotty nose from body blows
Nobody's safe at a even Gotti goes adios
I got-got-got Flav-flav-flav-flavor, so save
One verse and it's a hearse, I played and I yours
Get it, got it, to flip, I doubt it
No need to prolong, out the man gone, haha

The next, player, never get no rest, you're livin stress
Cause just the corner beez the best player
You're fearin my clout, if weed got you runnin your
You better blow shhhiiitt out
The Jigga's back, you are flat
I'll amaze the way Jay rap, now how in the hell did he say that?
You me, the, epitome of, rippin it raw
You kiddin me, no artist that rap, bigger thzn me
Although these cats are my style, I'm still thristy
And we all gotta fall off, but you G
I'll be the last, it'll be a, day in hell
before you see me, Sauce and Jaz, with your wack ass
We hits, and harmony, like Take 6
While you brothers double pumped up them hits
Our never Sell-A-Out
Brothers who don't have the heart, you better tell mouth, uh

how we do
All round, this is how it goes down
Now it out

I don't kick it I punt it, I'm so wicked you it?
My tongue is tired from lickin my fingers and up hundreds
So I bought a money and it goes
A
How styles I gotta kick to prove I'm def?
I can even-hah-kick my-hah-rip shit-hah-and catch a breath
You can't see this, ask nigga Dash
Now he don't count cause I'm makin him mad
This nigga's nothin but the
Many Jay-Z as a threat to they loot.. so
my thing is tight, slip, gotta grip
a pit in a dog fight, yo, I'm a-iight
I ain't checkin for you 'less you my
And just in case you didn't peep the -- steelo
It goes, one for your mind
Two crushers for your spine
Cause none of ya game is rougher mine

Chorus: 2X

Ha-hah.. Jay-Z.. in the ninety-five
with a help along, c'mon
Money defintly repesentin
Big Jaz in the
Superman type shit