Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup this is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to have a time
("Yo! Start the show! the show!")
Wait a minute; I see my man over 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 kick a 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 musta 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!)
Well I'm gone, this out
Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too niggaz on a mission
Doin best Jay-Z rendition
Too many motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just a in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too many give these niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers lovers don't know what romance is
Too many stuck up from too many sexual advances
No question; Jay-Z got too answers
I been around this block, too many
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 love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride
So I change every 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, up smooth like on ya
Whole groove like hold-up, up
Too many faggot niggaz, clockin' my
you're, gay like minds like Richard Simmons
If you could catch Jay right, on the night
Without the right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, quicker than you ever seen
Administer pain, the minister's screamin' your name
At your as I peak in, look in your casket
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty stay petty
Mines thinkin' longevity until I'm
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony felony, what?
Nigga ya broke, what the fuck you gon' 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 doubt no doubt) well, it is definitely the
But you know I do wanna say to you, I know
been havin' a lot of problems with the law
But I know you innocent, and I'm behind you
Mad Wednesday's, King, DJ Ace, Dang Dash
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can come back
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute wait a
Ace, turn that down
I smell reefer, now you see?
why, our people don't have anything
Because we don't how to go in places and act properly
("Hey shut the up!")
Wait a minute wait a minute who me shut the eff up?
Who me to shut the eff up? Get him out of here
I'm not gonna continue show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, then I'ma my speech
Thank you, he's out of here now, now I was sayin'
We build our own business, we gotta get our own
companies goin like Roc-A-Fella Records