Luyện nghe bài hát I Check My Bank

I'm peelin off domes with a bat
Forty Magnum choice of gat
Mercury tip fillin up my
I can him in the dome or I can get him in the hip
but boom look at all the runnin out the room
Just another soldier doom
No I don't bang but I like to wound... my
Who is the enemy I'm glad you
Any standin in my path
Got a Bentley Turbo now you wanna
but remember, Mack Daddy is
And you're platinum, niggaz start dissin
Record think you're missin
But I'm back *clap (gunfire)*
I'm back *clap (gunfire)*
I'm back and I got a bigger gat BOOM*
Now the positive rhymes is
And I'm hittin that dome
You want mine but you can't get mine
Rather put a hot right up in your behind
I'm not the nigga that you recoup
And I wear a Giorgio suit
but I'm down for my business so please don't
You about my lawfirm's 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"
AhhhI checks my
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! I am, rich"
Straight checkin my
"Cash money, cash-cash-cash-cash.... money"

In the magazine I 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 think I just dissed him
But nah I'm just pumpin straight
You be a mack, or you get macked
of the jealous wanna roll on the boss
But this HK's keepin em
I duck them deuce deuce treys at point blank range
*automatic Attitudes get changed
I'm about making these
and every motherfucker my friend
And I check my back when I my snaps
And that snatch get slapped
Girls wanna roll, that's
but I'm not to be played that
Some niggaz think a brother money is slippin
but I've be down, so trippin
My goal, to increase the size of this
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 dollars than Chase Manhattan"
2X*

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

A word to the cops, I be stopped
A word to my enemies, I don't drop
A to the Klan, I don't pick crops
You can run up with your 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 to Apartheid you bouts to fall
You can kill a couple but you'll never get us all
Straight game's what I'm poppin at the new jacks
Mack Daddy like to snatch fat sacks
I to be nice with my rhymes, and now I drop dimes
*Beastie scratch "What's the time?"*
It's time to get paid in the G
Recession never stopped a like me
I'm breakin no but I'm livin on edge
Puttin to bed
Business, straight yankin in presidents
It's like sellin dope, but the money ain't
The game is stiff, but get mine
My set is a dollar sign, I check my

Yup, my bank, fool, ha ha
Yup, I my bank, sheeit
Straight my bank
C'mon Punish! *DJ Punisher scratchin*
em! Punish em!
Show these 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!