Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo everybody this is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to have a 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 lil' tape of yours, and fat
Why don't you come up here and kick a lil'
Put that champagne down, and kick a lil' freestyle for me

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 West coast 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 of sharks nigga, listen
Too many bitches be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma call you a hoe, too many bitches are
Too ladies give these niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't know romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual
No question; got too many answers
I been around this block, too many
Rocked, too rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
To all my it ain't too late to come together
too much black and too much love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines cause too niggaz ride mine
So I change every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
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 faggot niggaz, my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds Richard Simmons
If you catch Jay right, on the late night
Without the right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak than you ever seen
Administer pain, next the minister's screamin' name
At your wake as I peak in, in your casket
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty minds petty
Mines thinkin' longevity 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 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 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 anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute wait a wait a minute
Ace, turn music down
I some reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people have anything
we don't 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 me to shut the eff up? Get him out of here
I'm not gonna this show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, I'ma continue my speech
Thank you, out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We build our own business, we gotta get our own
Record companies goin like Records