Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to have a time
("Yo! the show! Start the show!")
Wait a minute; I see my man 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 champagne down, and kick 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 hear that Tribe Called 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 many niggaz on a
Doin your best rendition
Too many motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That just a fish in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too many wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too many ladies these niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't what romance is
Too many bitches stuck up too many sexual advances
No question; Jay-Z got too many
I been around this block, too times
Rocked, too rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
To all my it ain't too late to come together
Cause too much black and too much love, forever
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many ride mine
So I change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the
That's two too's for y'all motherfuckers out there, yaknahmean?
Shall I continue? 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 reach my quota, rock, roll up smooth like on ya
Whole groove like hold-up, up
Too faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
you're, gay like minds like Richard Simmons
If you could Jay right, on the late night
Without the eight right, you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker you ever seen
Administer pain, next the screamin' your name
At your as I peak in, look in your casket
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You never ready, petty minds stay petty
thinkin' longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony felony, what?
ya broke, what the fuck you gon' tell me?

("Oh!")

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you this is a fat track (aight)
Now this is on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records 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 havin' a lot of problems with the law
But I know you innocent, and I'm you 100%
Mad Wednesday's, King, DJ Ace, Dang Dash
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all you, you can come back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, turn that down
I some reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people don't 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 me to shut the eff up? Get him out of here
I'm not continue this show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, I'ma continue my speech
you, he's out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We gotta build our own business, we get our own
Record companies goin like Records