Luyện nghe bài hát I Can't Get With That

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

Jay Z (repeat 2X)

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

Straight to the track my lyrics is phat I rip it the down
More than a fluke I'm regularly wreckin this joint so 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
Original rap, I'm it slap, I'm hemmin it up like that
Stingin it, it, swingin it fat, * DJ reverse * bring it back
I be that nigga 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 you a snotty nose from body blows
safe at a party 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, to flip, I doubt it
No to prolong, check out the man gone, haha

The next, player, never get no rest, you're livin stress
Cause just around the corner the best player
You're fearin my clout, if weed got you runnin your
You better blow shhhiiitt out
The back, you brothers are flat
I'll amaze the way that Jay rap, now how in the did he say that?
You diggin me, the, epitome of, it raw
You kiddin me, no artist rap, gettin bigger thzn me
these cats are wettin my style, I'm still thristy
And we all gotta off, but you first G
I'll be the last, it'll be a, day in hell
before you see me, and Jaz, chillin with your wack ass
We make hits, and harmony, like 6

While you brothers double pumped up them hits
Our Roc-A-Fella never
Brothers who don't have the heart, you better your mouth, uh

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

I don't kick it I punt it, I'm so you want it?
My tongue is tired lickin my fingers and countin up hundreds
So I bought a money machine and it
A
How many styles I kick to prove I'm def?
I can my-hah-rip that shit-hah-and catch a breath
You can't see this, ask this Dash
Now he don't count cause I'm him mad rich
This nigga's nothin but the
view Jay-Z as a threat to they loot.. so
my thing is tight, can't slip, gotta
a pit in a dog fight, yo, I'm a-iight
I ain't checkin for you you my peoples
And just in case you didn't know peep the --
It goes, one dime for mind
Two crushers for your spine
Cause none of ya game is rougher than

repeat 2X

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