Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo everybody this is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to a good time
("Yo! the show! Start the show!")
Wait a minute; I see my man over there
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear lil' tape of yours, and it's fat
Why don't you come up and kick a lil' freestyle
Put that champagne down, and kick a lil' freestyle for me

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 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 niggaz on a mission
your best Jay-Z rendition
Too rough motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just a fish in a of sharks nigga, listen
Too many bitches 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 what romance is
Too many bitches up from too many sexual advances
No question; Jay-Z got too many
I around this block, too many 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, equal
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride
So I change styles every two rhymes, hah, 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 groove like hold-up, up
Too faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds Richard Simmons
If you could catch Jay right, on the night
Without the right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker you ever seen
Administer pain, next the minister's screamin' your
At your wake as I peak in, look in your
sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin'"
You ready, forever petty minds stay petty
Mines longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, after felony, what?
ya broke, what the fuck you gon' tell 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 I do wanna say somethin' to you, I know
You've been havin' a lot of problems the law
But I know you innocent, and I'm behind you
Mad Wednesday's, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dang
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can come back
(Hah, a lot)
a minute wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, that music down
I smell reefer, now you see?
why, our people don't have anything
Because we don't know how to go in places and act
("Hey shut the up!")
Wait a minute wait a minute who told me 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, then I'ma my speech
you, he's out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We gotta our own business, we gotta get our own
Record companies goin like Records