Luyện nghe bài hát I Can't Get With That

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

Jay Z (repeat 2X)

I can't get that
I gotta keep it thick never 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 many niggas 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, it fat, * DJ reverse * bring it back
I be that with a gat, boom-clack
ever sweat it when I go, I zoom back
Better than ever, never better, you better,
I suggest the Ex-Lax and that'll get your together
I give you a snotty nose 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 and I slayed 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 beez the player
You're fearin my clout, if weed got you your mouth
You blow that shhhiiitt 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 me, the, epitome of, rippin it raw
You me, no artist that rap, gettin bigger thzn me
Although these cats are wettin my style, I'm still
And we all fall off, but you first G
I'll be the last, it'll be a, day in hell
before you see me, Sauce and Jaz, chillin with your ass
We make hits, and harmony, Take 6

While you brothers double pumped up them fake
Our Roc-A-Fella Sell-A-Out
Brothers who have the heart, you better tell your mouth, uh

how we do
All round, this is how it goes 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 machine and it
A
How many styles I gotta to prove I'm def?
I can even-hah-kick my-hah-rip that shit-hah-and a breath
You see this, ask this nigga Dash
Now he don't count cause I'm him mad rich
This nothin but the truth
Many 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 peep the --
It goes, one dime for your
Two bone crushers for spine
Cause none of ya is rougher than mine

Chorus: 2X

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