Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody this is Maria Davis, Mad
We here tonight to have a good
("Yo! Start the show! the show!")
Wait a I see my man over there Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and fat
Why don't you come up and kick a lil' freestyle
Put that champagne down, and 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 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
your best Jay-Z rendition
Too rough motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just a in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too many wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma call you a hoe, too many are shady
Too many ladies give these niggaz too many
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't what romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual
No question; got too many answers
I been this block, too many times
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too late to together
Cause too much black and too love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz mine
So I change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the
That's two too's for y'all motherfuckers out there, yaknahmean?
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, up smooth like on ya
Whole groove like hold-up, up
Too many faggot niggaz, my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds Richard Simmons
If you catch Jay right, on the late night
Without the eight right, maybe you could test my weight,
I dip, speak than you ever seen
Administer pain, next the minister's screamin' name
At your wake as I peak in, look in casket
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty minds stay
thinkin' longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony after felony,
Nigga ya broke, the fuck you gon' tell me?

("Oh!")

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you this is a fat track (aight)
Now this is comin' on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is definitely the
But you know I do wanna say somethin' to you, I
You've been havin' a lot of with the law
But I you innocent, and I'm behind you 100%
Mad Wednesday's, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dang
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, turn that music
I smell some reefer, now you
why, our people don't have anything
Because we know how to go in places 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 this show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, then continue my speech
Thank you, he's out of now, now like I was sayin'
We gotta our own business, we gotta get our own
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