Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Get With That

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

Jay Z (repeat 2X)

I get with that
I gotta keep it thick never miss so I hit em this

Straight to the track my lyrics is I rip it the hell down
More than a I'm regularly wreckin this joint so what now
With so many niggas that's biting it's harder to 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 * bring it
I be that nigga a gat, boom-clack
Don't ever sweat it I go, I zoom back
Better than ever, never better, you better,
I suggest the Ex-Lax and that'll get your shit
I give you a snotty nose body blows
Nobody's at a party even Gotti goes adios
I Flav-flav-flav-flavor, so save yours
One verse and a hearse, I played and I slayed yours
Get it, got it, to flip, I doubt it
No to prolong, check out the man gone, haha

The next, player, never get no rest, you're with stress
Cause just around the corner beez the player
fearin my clout, if weed got you runnin your mouth
You better that shhhiiitt out
The Jigga's back, you brothers are
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 that rap, gettin bigger me
Although these cats are wettin my style, I'm thristy
And we all gotta off, but you first G
I'll be the last, it'll be a, cold day in
before you see me, Sauce and Jaz, chillin with wack ass
We make hits, and harmony, like 6
While you brothers double pumped up them hits
Our never Sell-A-Out
Brothers who don't have the heart, you tell your mouth, uh

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

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

Chorus: 2X

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