Luyện nghe bài hát 22 Two's

Yo whassup 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 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 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 hear that Tribe Called Quest, 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, this out
Too much West dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a mission
your best Jay-Z rendition
Too many motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just a in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma call you a hoe, too many are shady
Too many ladies these niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't know what is
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual
No question; Jay-Z got too answers
I been around block, too many times
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too nines, too
To all my it ain't too late 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 styles every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
twenty two too's 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 my quota, push rock, roll up smooth like on ya
Whole 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 could my weight, right
I dip, speak than you ever seen
Administer pain, next the minister's your name
At your wake as I peak in, look in your
sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin'"
You never ready, forever petty minds stay
thinkin' longevity until I'm seventy
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony after felony,
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 records in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is definitely the
But you know I do wanna say to you, I know
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, Dang
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can back anytime
(Hah, a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute wait a wait a minute
Ace, turn music down
I smell some reefer, now you
why, our people don't have anything
Because we don't know how to go in and act properly
("Hey the fuck up!")
a minute 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 continue this show, until you him out
Get him out right now, I'ma continue my speech
Thank you, he's out of now, now like I was sayin'
We gotta our own business, we gotta get our own
Record companies goin like Records