Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Get With That

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

Jay Z (repeat 2X)

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

Straight to the track my lyrics is phat I rip it the hell
More than a fluke I'm regularly wreckin this so what now
With so many niggas that's biting 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 nigga with a gat, boom-clack
Don't ever sweat it when I go, I back
Better than ever, never better, you better,
I the Ex-Lax and that'll get your shit together
I give you a nose from body blows
Nobody's safe at a party even Gotti goes
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, ready to flip, I it
No need to prolong, check out the man gone,

The next, player, never get no rest, you're livin with
Cause just around the corner the best player
You're fearin my clout, if weed got you runnin mouth
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 me, the, epitome of, rippin it raw
You kiddin me, no artist rap, gettin bigger thzn me
Although these cats are my style, I'm still thristy
And we all fall off, but you first 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, like 6
While you brothers double pumped up fake hits
Our never Sell-A-Out
Brothers who don't have the heart, you better your mouth, uh

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

I don't kick it I punt it, I'm so wicked you it?
My tongue is tired from my fingers and countin up hundreds
So I bought a money and it goes
A
How many styles I gotta kick to I'm def?
I can even-hah-kick my-hah-rip that shit-hah-and a breath
You can't see this, ask this Dash
Now he don't count cause I'm makin him mad
nigga's nothin but the truth
Many view 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 just in you didn't know peep the -- steelo
It goes, one for your mind
Two bone crushers for spine
Cause none of ya game is than mine

Chorus: 2X

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