Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody this is Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to have a good
("Yo! the show! Start the show!")
a minute; I see my man over there Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and fat
Why you come up here and kick a lil' freestyle
Put that champagne down, and kick a lil' 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 coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a mission
your 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 too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't know romance is
Too bitches stuck up from too many sexual advances
No question; got too many answers
I been around this block, too many
Rocked, too rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too to come together
Cause too much black and too much love, equal
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride
So I styles every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
twenty 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, push rock, up smooth like on ya
Whole groove hold-up, swoll up
Too many faggot niggaz, clockin' my
Exercisin' you're, gay minds like Richard Simmons
If you could Jay right, on the late night
Without the eight right, maybe you test my weight, right
I dip, quicker than you ever seen
Administer pain, next the minister's your name
At wake as I peak in, look in your casket
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You never ready, forever minds stay petty
Mines thinkin' longevity until I'm
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony after felony,
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 new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is definitely the
But you I do wanna say somethin' to you, I know
You've been a lot of problems with the law
But I know you innocent, and I'm you 100%
Mad Wednesday's, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dang
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute a minute wait a minute
Ace, turn music down
I smell reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people don't anything
Because we don't know how to go in places and act
("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, I'ma continue my speech
Thank you, he's out of now, now like I was sayin'
We gotta build our own business, we get our own
Record companies goin like Records