Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Get With That

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

The next, player, never get no rest, livin with stress
Cause just around the corner beez the best
You're fearin my clout, if weed got you runnin your
You blow that shhhiiitt out
The Jigga's back, you brothers are
amaze the way that Jay rap, now how in the hell did he say that?
You diggin me, the, of, rippin it raw
You kiddin me, no artist that rap, gettin thzn me
Although these cats are wettin my style, I'm still
And we all gotta fall off, but you G
be the last, it'll be a, cold day in hell
before you see me, Sauce and Jaz, with your wack ass
We make hits, and harmony, Take 6
While you brothers double up them fake hits
Our never Sell-A-Out
Brothers who don't 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 punt it, I'm so wicked you it?
My tongue is tired lickin my fingers and countin up hundreds
So I bought a machine and it goes
A
How styles I gotta kick to prove I'm def?
I can even-hah-kick my-hah-rip that shit-hah-and a breath
You see this, ask this nigga Dash
Now he count cause I'm makin him mad rich
This nigga's but the truth
Many view as a threat to they loot.. so
my thing is tight, can't slip, grip
a pit in a dog fight, yo, I'm a-iight
I checkin for you 'less you my peoples
And just in case you know peep the -- steelo
It goes, one dime for mind
Two bone crushers for spine
Cause none of ya is rougher than mine

Chorus: 2X

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