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 that 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' 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 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 coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a mission
Doin your best rendition
Too many rough motherfuckers, I got my
That you're just a fish in a pool of nigga, listen
Too bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
call you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too many give these niggaz too many chances
Too brothers wannabe lovers don't know what romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual
No question; Jay-Z got too many
I around this block, too many times
Rocked, too rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too to come together
Cause too much black and too much love, equal
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride
So I styles every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
That's twenty two 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, roll up smooth on ya
Whole groove hold-up, swoll up
Too many faggot niggaz, 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 could my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker than you seen
pain, next the minister's screamin' 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
Mines thinkin' longevity until I'm
Livin' heavenly, fuck, after 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 comin' on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is definitely the
But you know I do wanna say somethin' to you, I
You've havin' a lot of problems with 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 you, you can come back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute wait a
Ace, turn that down
I some reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people don't anything
Because we don't know how to go in and act properly
("Hey shut the up!")
Wait a minute wait a minute who me shut the eff up?
Who me to shut the eff up? Get him out of here
I'm not continue this show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, then I'ma my speech
Thank you, he's out of here now, now like I was
We gotta build our own business, we get our own
Record companies goin like Roc-A-Fella