Luyện nghe bài hát I Check My Bank

I'm peelin off with a baseball bat
Forty Magnum choice of gat
tip fillin up my clip
I can shoot him in the or I can get him in the hip
but boom look at all the niggaz runnin out the
Just soldier causin doom
No I don't but I like to wound... my enemy
Who is the I'm glad you asked
Any standin in my path
Got a Bentley Turbo now you wanna
but remember, Mack Daddy is
And when you're platinum, niggaz start
Record companies think missin
But I'm back clap (gunfire)*
I'm back clap (gunfire)*
I'm back and I got a bigger gat *click
Now the positive rhymes is
And I'm positively that dome
You might want mine but you get mine
Rather put a hot right up in your behind
I'm not the nigga you wanna recoup
And I don't wear a 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"
my bank
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! I am, rich"
AhhhI checks my
"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
cause I'm paid, and I'm up to no man
And in the rap game I no respect
cause I'm more bank than the Heat check
I'm a pimp and my hoe is the system
Uncle Sam think I just dissed him
But nah I'm pumpin straight facts
You either be a mack, or you get
Some of the jealous wanna on the boss
But HK's keepin em tossed
Cause I duck them deuce deuce at point blank range
gunfire* Attitudes get changed
I'm about these dividends
and every motherfucker ain't my
And I check my back when I my snaps
And niggaz that get slapped
wanna roll, that's cool
but I'm not to be played fool
niggaz think a brother with money is slippin
but be down, so quit trippin
My goal, to increase the size of this
I hold, and bring up the brothers whose
to roll, and keep all the shit my control
That's how I'm livin, I my bank

DJ Punisher

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

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

A word to the cops, I can't be
A word to my enemies, I drop props
A word to the Klan, I pick crops
You can run up with your but you'll 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 you bouts to fall
You can kill a couple brothers but never get us all
Straight laced game's what I'm at the new jacks
Mack Daddy niggaz to snatch fat sacks
I used to be nice with my rhymes, and now I drop
*Beastie scratch "What's the time?"*
It's to get paid in the nine-two G
Recession never a nigga like me
I'm breakin no laws but I'm livin on
Puttin to bed
Business, straight yankin in presidents
It's like sellin dope, but the ain't bent
The game is stiff, but I'ma get
My set is a sign, I check my bank

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