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 never miss so I hit em like this

Straight to the track my is phat I rip it the hell down
More than a I'm regularly wreckin this joint so what now
With so many niggas biting 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, 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 zoom
Better ever, never better, you better, whatever
I suggest the Ex-Lax and that'll get your shit
I give you a snotty from body blows
Nobody's safe at a party even 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 to prolong, check out the man gone, haha

The next, player, never get no rest, you're livin stress
Cause around the corner beez the best player
You're fearin my clout, if weed got you 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 hell did he say
You diggin me, the, epitome of, it raw
You kiddin me, no artist that rap, gettin bigger me
Although these are wettin my style, I'm still thristy
And we all gotta off, but you first G
I'll be the last, be a, cold day in hell
before you see me, Sauce and Jaz, with your wack ass
We make hits, and harmony, like 6
While you brothers pumped up them fake hits
Our Roc-A-Fella Sell-A-Out
Brothers who don't have the heart, you better your mouth, uh

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

I don't 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 machine and it goes
A
How many styles I gotta kick to I'm def?
I can my-hah-rip that shit-hah-and catch a breath
You can't see this, ask this nigga
Now he don't cause I'm makin him mad rich
This nothin but the truth
view Jay-Z 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 ain't for you 'less you my peoples
And just in case you didn't know the -- steelo
It goes, one dime for your
Two crushers for your spine
none of ya game is rougher than mine

Chorus: 2X

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