Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo everybody this is Maria Davis, Mad Wednesday's
We here tonight to have a good
("Yo! the show! Start the show!")
Wait a 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 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 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!)
I'm gone, check this out
Too West coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a mission
Doin your best rendition
Too rough motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just a fish in a of sharks nigga, listen
Too many wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma call you a hoe, too many bitches are
Too many give these niggaz too many chances
Too many wannabe lovers don't know what romance is
Too bitches stuck up from too many sexual advances
No Jay-Z 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 late to come
Cause too much black and too much love, equal
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz mine
So I change every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
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 faggot niggaz, clockin' my
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds like Simmons
If you catch Jay right, on the late night
Without the eight right, maybe you test my weight, right
I dip, speak than you ever seen
Administer pain, next the minister's screamin' name
At your wake as I in, look in your casket
sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty stay petty
Mines longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony 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 is comin' on your 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 somethin' to you, I
been havin' a lot of problems with the law
But I you innocent, and I'm behind 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 minute wait a
Ace, that music down
I smell reefer, now you see?
That's why, our people have anything
Because we don't how to go in places and act properly
("Hey the fuck 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 continue show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, then continue my speech
Thank you, out of here now, now like I was sayin'
We gotta our own business, we gotta get our own
Record companies goin Roc-A-Fella Records