Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody this is Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We tonight to have a good time
("Yo! Start the show! 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 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 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 niggaz on a
your best Jay-Z rendition
Too many rough motherfuckers, I got my
That you're just a in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma call you a hoe, too bitches are shady
Too many ladies give these niggaz too many
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't know romance is
Too many stuck up from too many sexual advances
No question; Jay-Z got too answers
I been around block, too many times
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too nines, too
To all my it ain't too late to come together
Cause too much and too much love, equal forever
I don't any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride mine
So I change styles every two rhymes, hah, the fuck
That's twenty two too's for y'all motherfuckers out there,
Shall I Check 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 smooth on ya
groove like hold-up, swoll up
Too many niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds like Richard
If you could catch Jay right, on the late
Without the right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker than you ever
Administer pain, next the minister's screamin' name
At your wake as I peak in, in your casket
sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty minds petty
thinkin' longevity until 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 is a fat track (aight)
Now this is on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in ninety-six
(no no doubt) well, it is definitely the bomb
But you I do wanna say somethin' to you, I know
You've been havin' a lot of problems the law
But I you innocent, and I'm behind you 100%
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 wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, turn that down
I smell reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people don't have
Because we don't know how to go in and act properly
("Hey shut the up!")
Wait a wait 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, then continue my speech
Thank you, he's out of here now, now I was sayin'
We gotta build our own business, we get our own
Record companies like Roc-A-Fella Records