Luyện nghe bài hát I Check My Bank

I'm off domes with a baseball bat
Forty four choice of gat
tip fillin up my clip
I can shoot him in the or I can get him in the hip
but look at all the niggaz runnin out the room
Just another soldier causin
No I don't bang but I like to wound... my
Who is the enemy I'm you asked
Any motherfucker in my path
Got a Bentley now you wanna jack
but remember, Mack is strapped
And when you're platinum, niggaz dissin
Record companies you're missin
But I'm *clap clap (gunfire)*
I'm back clap (gunfire)*
I'm back and I got a gat *click BOOM*
Now the positive is onnnn
And I'm positively hittin that
You want mine but you can't get mine
put a hot nine right up in your behind
I'm not the nigga you wanna recoup
And I wear a Giorgio suit
but I'm down for my so please don't step
You heard about my lawfirm's rep, I my bank

Chorus: DJ and Sir Mix-a-Lot

"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! I am, rich"
my bank
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! I am, rich"
AhhhI my bank
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! I am, rich"
checkin my bank
"Cash money, cash-cash-cash-cash.... money"

In the magazine I like a dope man
cause I'm paid, and I'm up to no man
And in the rap game I gets no
cause I'm more bank than the Heat check
Yeah I'm a pimp and my hoe is the
Uncle Sam might think I dissed him
But nah I'm pumpin straight facts
You be a mack, or you get macked
Some of the jealous wanna on the boss
But this HK's keepin em
Cause I them deuce deuce treys at point blank range
gunfire* Attitudes get changed
I'm about making these
and every motherfucker ain't my
And I check my when I count my snaps
And that snatch get slapped
wanna roll, that's cool
but I'm not to be that fool
Some niggaz think a brother with money is
but I've be down, so quit
My goal, to increase the size of this
I hold, and bring up the brothers down
to roll, and keep all the shit my control
how I'm livin, I check my bank

Chorus: DJ

"Cash money, cash-cash.. money"
"Clockin dollars than Chase Manhattan"
2X*

I check my *DJ Punisher starts scratch*
Punish! "Cash money"

A to the cops, I can't be stopped
A to my enemies, I don't drop props
A to the Klan, I don't pick crops
You can run up with your whip but you'll just run up and get
A to the Tipper, rap won't fall
A word to the bourgeoise, all y'all
A to Apartheid you bouts to fall
You can kill a couple brothers but you'll get us all
Straight game's what I'm poppin at the new jacks
Mack Daddy niggaz like to fat sacks
I to be nice with my rhymes, and now I drop dimes
Boys scratch "What's the time?"*
It's time to get in the nine-two G
never stopped a nigga like me
I'm breakin no laws but I'm on edge
Puttin to bed
Business, straight yankin in presidents
It's like sellin dope, but the money bent
The is stiff, but I'ma get mine
My set is a dollar sign, I check my

Yup, my bank, fool, ha ha
Yup, I check my bank,
Straight my bank
Punish! *DJ Punisher starts scratchin*
Punish em! em!
Show DJ's what time it is Punish
Peace out y'all, and I'm checkin my
I my bank
I checks my bank, straight clown
Checkin my
I my bank!