Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo everybody this is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We tonight to have a good time
("Yo! the show! Start the show!")
Wait a minute; I see my man over there
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 champagne down, and kick a lil' 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!)
I'm gone, check this out
Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a
Doin your best Jay-Z
Too many rough motherfuckers, I got my
you're just a fish in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too many wanna 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; Jay-Z got too answers
I been around 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 love, equal forever
I don't follow any cause too many niggaz ride mine
So I change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the
That's two too's for y'all motherfuckers out there, yaknahmean?
Shall I continue? Check it out,

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
groove like hold-up, swoll up
Too many niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds Richard Simmons
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 never ready, forever petty minds petty
Mines longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, after felony, what?
Nigga ya broke, what the 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 in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is the bomb
But you know I do wanna say 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, Dang
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can come back
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, turn music down
I some reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people don't have
Because we don't how to go in places and act properly
("Hey shut the up!")
a minute wait a minute who told me shut the eff up?
Who told me to shut the eff up? Get him out of
I'm not gonna continue this show, you throw him out
Get him out right now, then continue my speech
you, he's out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We build our own business, we gotta get our own
Record goin like Roc-A-Fella Records