Luyện nghe bài hát I Check My Bank

I'm peelin off domes a baseball bat
Forty four Magnum of gat
tip fillin up my clip
I can him in the dome or I can get him in the hip
but boom at all the niggaz runnin out the room
Just another 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 jack
but remember, Mack is strapped
And when you're platinum, niggaz dissin
Record companies think missin
But I'm *clap clap (gunfire)*
I'm back *clap (gunfire)*
I'm back and I got a gat *click BOOM*
Now the rhymes is onnnn
And I'm positively hittin that
You might want mine but you can't get
Rather put a hot nine up in your behind
I'm not the that you wanna recoup
And I don't wear a Giorgio
but I'm down for my business so please don't
You heard about my lawfirm's rep, I my bank

DJ Punisher and Sir Mix-a-Lot

"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 magazine I look like a man
cause I'm paid, and I'm up to no man
And in the rap I gets no respect
cause I'm checkin more bank the Heat check
Yeah I'm a pimp and my hoe is the
Uncle Sam might 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 HK's keepin em tossed
Cause I duck them deuce deuce at point blank range
*automatic gunfire* Attitudes get
I'm about these dividends
and motherfucker ain't my friend
And I check my back when I count my
And niggaz that get slapped
Girls wanna roll, that's
but I'm not to be played that
Some niggaz think a with money is slippin
but be down, so quit trippin
My goal, to increase the of this bank
I hold, and bring up the whose down
to roll, and keep all the under my control
how I'm livin, I check my bank

Chorus: DJ

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

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

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

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