Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Get With That

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

Jay Z (repeat 2X)

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

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

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

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

I don't kick it I it, I'm so wicked you want it?
My tongue is tired from lickin my and countin up hundreds
So I bought a machine and it goes
A
How many styles I gotta 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 count cause I'm makin him mad rich
This nigga's but the truth
view 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 you my peoples
And just in case you didn't know the -- steelo
It goes, one dime for your
Two bone crushers for spine
Cause none of ya game is rougher than

Chorus: 2X

Ha-hah.. Jay-Z.. in the ninety-five
with a little along, c'mon
Sacue Money defintly
Big Jaz in the
production type shit