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 over there
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me that lil' 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 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, check out
Too much West dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a mission
Doin best Jay-Z rendition
Too rough motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just a fish in a pool of nigga, listen
Too many bitches be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too many ladies give these niggaz too chances
Too many brothers lovers don't know what 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 rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too late to together
Cause too black and too much love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines 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 reach my quota, push rock, roll up like on ya
Whole groove hold-up, swoll up
Too faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds Richard Simmons
If you catch Jay right, on the late night
the eight right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker 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 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 is a fat track (aight)
Now this is comin' on your new album, on records in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is the bomb
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 come back
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute a minute wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, that music down
I some reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people have anything
Because we don't know how to go in places and act
("Hey shut the up!")
Wait a minute a minute who told me shut the eff up?
Who told me to the eff up? Get him out of here
I'm not gonna continue show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, I'ma continue my speech
you, he's out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We gotta build our own business, we get our own
Record companies goin like Roc-A-Fella