Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo everybody this is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to a good time
("Yo! Start the show! the show!")
a minute; I see my man over there Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dash let me hear that 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' 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!)
Well I'm gone, check out
Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a
Doin your best 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
call you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too ladies give these niggaz too many chances
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 around block, too many times
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too to come together
Cause too much black and too love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many ride mine
So I change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the
That's twenty two too's for 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, roll up smooth on ya
Whole groove hold-up, swoll up
Too many niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay minds like Richard Simmons
If you could catch Jay right, on the late
Without the eight right, maybe you test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker than you seen
Administer pain, next the minister's your name
At wake as I peak in, look in your casket
sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty minds stay
thinkin' longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony after felony,
Nigga ya broke, what the fuck you gon' me?

("Oh!")

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you know this is a fat (aight)
Now this is on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is definitely the
But you know I do wanna say to you, I know
been havin' a lot of problems with the law
But I know you innocent, and I'm you 100%
Mad Wednesday's, King, DJ Ace, Dang Dash
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can come anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute wait a wait a minute
Ace, turn that down
I smell some reefer, now you
That's why, our people don't have
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 the eff up? Get him out of here
I'm not gonna continue this show, 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 build our own business, we get our own
companies goin like Roc-A-Fella Records