Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Get With That

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

Jay Z (repeat 2X)

I can't get that
I keep it thick never miss so I hit em like this

Straight to the track my is phat I rip it the hell down
More than a fluke I'm wreckin this joint so what now
With so niggas that's biting it's harder to detect who I be
Well out the J, check out the A, check out the Y, Z
Original rap, I'm makin it slap, I'm hemmin it up like
Stingin it, strikin it, swingin it fat, * DJ reverse * it back
I be that nigga with a gat,
ever sweat it when I go, I zoom back
Better ever, never better, you better, whatever
I suggest the and that'll get your shit together
I give you a snotty from body blows
safe at a party even Gotti goes adios
I got-got-got Flav-flav-flav-flavor, so 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, check out the man gone,

The next, player, never get no rest, you're livin stress
Cause just around the corner beez the best
You're fearin my clout, if got you runnin your mouth
You blow that shhhiiitt out
The Jigga's back, you brothers are
I'll amaze the way Jay rap, now how in the hell did he say that?
You diggin me, the, of, rippin it raw
You me, no artist that rap, gettin bigger thzn me
these cats 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, Sauce and Jaz, chillin your wack ass
We make hits, and harmony, like 6
While you brothers double pumped up fake hits
Our never Sell-A-Out
Brothers who don't have the heart, you better tell 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 from lickin my fingers and countin 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 this nigga
Now he don't cause I'm makin him mad rich
This nothin but the truth
Many view as a threat to they 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 'less you my
And just in you didn't 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.. live in the
with a help along, c'mon
Sacue Money defintly
Big Jaz in the
Superman type shit