Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup everybody this is Maria Davis, Mad
We here tonight to have a good
("Yo! the show! Start the show!")
Wait a minute; I see my man over there
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil' of yours, and it's fat
Why you come up here 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 West coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a mission
Doin your Jay-Z rendition
Too many motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just a fish in a pool of sharks nigga,
Too many wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
call you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too many ladies give these 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 this 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 black and too much love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines cause too niggaz ride mine
So I change styles 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 my quota, push rock, roll up smooth like on ya
groove like hold-up, swoll up
Too faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds like Richard
If you could Jay right, on the late night
the eight right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker than you seen
Administer pain, the minister's screamin' your name
At your wake as I peak in, look in casket
Feelin' sarcastic, "Look at him, sleepin'"
You ready, forever petty minds stay petty
Mines thinkin' longevity I'm seventy
heavenly, fuck, felony after felony, what?
Nigga ya broke, what the fuck you gon' me?

("Oh!")

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you this is a fat track (aight)
Now this is comin' on new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in ninety-six
(no no doubt) well, it is definitely the bomb
But you know I do wanna say to you, I know
You've been havin' a lot of problems 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 come back
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute a minute wait a minute
Ace, turn that down
I smell some reefer, now you
That's why, our people don't anything
Because we know how to go in places and act properly
("Hey shut the up!")
Wait a minute 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, I'ma continue my speech
Thank you, he's out of here now, now I was sayin'
We build our own business, we gotta get our own
Record goin like Roc-A-Fella Records