Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to have a time
("Yo! Start the show! the show!")
a minute; I see my man over there Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil' of yours, and it's fat
Why you come up here and kick 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 musta 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!)
Well I'm gone, this out
Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too many on a mission
your best Jay-Z rendition
Too rough 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 call you a hoe, too many are shady
Too many ladies these niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't know romance is
Too many bitches stuck up too many sexual advances
No question; Jay-Z got too many
I been around this block, too many
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too late to come
Cause too much and too much love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines cause too niggaz ride mine
So I change styles two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
That's twenty two 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, push rock, roll up like on ya
Whole like hold-up, swoll up
Too faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
you're, gay like minds like Richard Simmons
If you could catch Jay right, on the late
the eight right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker than you ever
pain, next the minister's screamin' your name
At your wake as I peak in, look in your
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You never ready, petty minds stay petty
Mines longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony felony, what?
Nigga ya broke, what the fuck you tell me?

("Oh!")

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you this is a fat track (aight)
Now this is comin' on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is the bomb
But you know I do wanna say somethin' to you, I
You've been havin' a lot of problems the law
But I you innocent, and I'm behind you 100%
Mad Wednesday's, King, DJ Ace, Dang Dash
Records, we all behind you, you can come back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute a minute
Ace, that music down
I smell some reefer, now you
That's why, our people don't have
Because we don't know how to go in and act properly
("Hey the fuck up!")
Wait a minute wait a minute who told me the eff up?
Who told me to the eff up? Get him out of here
I'm not gonna continue this show, until you him out
Get him out right now, I'ma continue my speech
Thank you, he's out of here now, now I was sayin'
We gotta our own business, we gotta get our own
Record companies goin like Roc-A-Fella