Luyện nghe bài hát I Check My Bank

I'm peelin off with a baseball bat
Forty four Magnum 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 soldier causin doom
No I don't bang but I to wound... my enemy
Who is the enemy I'm you asked
Any standin in my path
Got a Bentley Turbo now you wanna
but remember, Mack is strapped
And when you're platinum, niggaz start
Record think you're missin
But I'm back *clap (gunfire)*
I'm *clap clap (gunfire)*
I'm back and I got a gat *click BOOM*
Now the positive is onnnn
And I'm positively hittin dome
You might want but you can't get mine
put a hot nine right up in your behind
I'm not the that you wanna recoup
And I wear a Giorgio suit
but I'm for my business so please don't step
You heard about my rep, I check my bank

Chorus: DJ Punisher and Sir

"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! I am, rich"
Checkin my
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! I am, rich"
checks my bank
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! I am, rich"
Straight my bank
"Cash money, cash-cash-cash-cash.... money"

In the I look like a dope man
I'm paid, and I'm suckin up to no man
And in the rap I gets no respect
I'm checkin 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 just straight facts
You either be a mack, or you get
Some of the jealous wanna roll on the
But this HK's em tossed
Cause I them deuce deuce treys at point blank range
*automatic gunfire* Attitudes get
I'm making these dividends
and every ain't my friend
And I check my when I count my snaps
And niggaz that snatch get
wanna roll, that's cool
but I'm not to be that fool
Some niggaz think a brother money is slippin
but I've be down, so trippin
My goal, to the size of this bank
I hold, and bring up the whose 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 more dollars Chase Manhattan"
2X*

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

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

Yup, my bank, fool, ha ha
Yup, I my bank, sheeit
checkin my bank
C'mon Punish! *DJ starts scratchin*
Punish em! em!
Show these what time it is Punish
Peace out y'all, and I'm my bank
I my bank
I my bank, straight paid clown
my bank
I my bank!