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!")
Wait a minute; I see my man there Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that tape of yours, and it's fat
Why don't you come up 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 hear that Tribe Called Quest, let's do it
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 on a mission
Doin your best rendition
Too many motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just a fish in a pool of nigga, listen
Too bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma call you a hoe, too many bitches are
Too many ladies give these too many chances
Too many brothers lovers don't know what romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too sexual advances
No question; Jay-Z got too many
I been 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 love, equal forever
I don't any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride mine
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 my quota, push rock, roll up smooth like on ya
Whole groove like hold-up, up
Too faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds like Richard
If you could catch Jay right, on the late
the eight right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, quicker than you ever seen
Administer pain, next the minister's screamin' your
At your as I peak in, look in your casket
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You never ready, petty minds stay petty
Mines thinkin' longevity 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 know this is a fat (aight)
Now is comin' on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is definitely the
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 behind you
Mad Wednesday's, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dash
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute a minute wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, turn that music
I smell some reefer, now you
That's why, our people don't anything
Because we don't know how to go in places and act
("Hey shut the up!")
Wait a minute wait a who told me shut the eff up?
Who told me to the eff up? Get him out of here
I'm not gonna continue this show, you throw him out
Get him out now, then 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 goin like Roc-A-Fella Records