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 phat I rip it the hell
More than a fluke I'm regularly this joint so what now
With so many niggas that's it's harder to detect who I be
Well check out the J, check out the A, out the Y, Z
rap, I'm makin it slap, I'm hemmin it up like that
Stingin it, strikin it, swingin it fat, * DJ reverse * bring it
I be nigga with a gat, boom-clack
Don't ever sweat it when I go, I zoom
Better than ever, better, you better, whatever
I suggest the Ex-Lax and that'll get your shit
I give you a nose from body blows
Nobody's safe at a party Gotti goes adios
I Flav-flav-flav-flavor, so save yours
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, get no rest, you're livin with stress
Cause just around the corner beez the player
You're fearin my clout, if got you runnin your mouth
You better blow that 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, of, rippin it raw
You kiddin me, no that rap, gettin bigger thzn me
Although these are wettin my style, I'm still thristy
And we all gotta fall off, but you G
I'll be the last, it'll be a, cold day in
before you see me, and Jaz, chillin with your wack ass
We make hits, and harmony, like 6
While you double pumped up them fake hits
Our Roc-A-Fella never
who don't have the heart, you better tell your mouth, uh

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

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

Chorus: 2X

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