Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo everybody this is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We tonight to have a good time
("Yo! the show! Start the show!")
a minute; I see my man over there Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and it's fat
Why don't you come up here and a lil' freestyle
Put that champagne down, and a lil' freestyle for me tonight

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Y'all motherfuckers musta hear that Tribe Quest, let's do it again
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
I'm gone, check this out
Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too niggaz on a mission
Doin best Jay-Z rendition
Too many rough motherfuckers, I got my
That you're just a fish in a pool of nigga, listen
Too many wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
call you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too many ladies give these niggaz too chances
Too many wannabe lovers don't know what romance is
Too many stuck up from too many sexual advances
No Jay-Z got too many answers
I around this block, too many times
Rocked, too rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
To all my brothers it too late to come together
Cause too much black and too much love, equal
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz mine
So I change styles every two rhymes, hah, the fuck
That's twenty two for y'all motherfuckers out there, yaknahmean?
I continue? Check it out, what?

Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
Can I it? (Yes you can!)
I'm gone, yo, yo, yo
Copped to my quota, push rock, roll up smooth like on ya
Whole like hold-up, swoll up
Too many niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds Richard Simmons
If you could catch Jay right, on the late
Without the eight right, maybe you test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker you ever seen
Administer pain, next the screamin' your name
At your wake as I in, look in your casket
sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty minds petty
thinkin' longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony after felony,
Nigga ya broke, what the fuck you tell me?

("Oh!")

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you know this is a fat (aight)
Now this is comin' on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella in ninety-six
(no no doubt) well, it is definitely the bomb
But you know I do say somethin' to you, I know
You've been a lot of problems with the law
But I know you innocent, and I'm behind you
Mad Wednesday's, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dang
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all you, you can come back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute a minute wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, turn that down
I smell some reefer, now you
That's why, our don't have anything
we don't know how to go in places and act properly
("Hey the fuck up!")
Wait a minute wait a who told me shut the eff up?
Who told me to shut the eff up? Get him out of
I'm not gonna continue show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, then I'ma continue my
Thank you, out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We build our own business, we gotta get our own
Record companies goin like Roc-A-Fella