Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody 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 Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear lil' tape of yours, and it's fat
Why don't you come up here and kick a freestyle
Put that champagne down, and kick a 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 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 West coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a mission
Doin your best Jay-Z
Too many rough motherfuckers, I got my
That just a fish in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too many bitches be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too ladies give these niggaz too many chances
Too many wannabe lovers don't know what romance is
Too many bitches up from too many sexual advances
No question; got too many answers
I been 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 love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines too many niggaz ride mine
So I change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the
That's twenty two too's for y'all 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, roll up like on ya
Whole like hold-up, swoll up
Too faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds like Richard
If you catch Jay right, on the late night
Without the eight right, maybe you could my weight, right
I dip, speak than you ever seen
Administer pain, the minister's screamin' your name
At your wake as I in, look in your casket
sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin'"
You never ready, forever minds stay petty
Mines thinkin' until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony after felony,
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 on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is 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 know you innocent, and I'm you 100%
Mad Wednesday's, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dash
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all you, you can come back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute a minute
Ace, that music down
I smell reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people don't have
we don't know how to go in places and act properly
("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 show, until you throw him out
Get him out now, then I'ma continue my speech
Thank you, out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We gotta our own business, we gotta get our own
companies goin like Roc-A-Fella Records