Luyện nghe bài hát I Check My Bank

I'm peelin off with a baseball bat
Forty four choice of gat
Mercury tip up my clip
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 causin
No I don't bang but I like to wound... my
Who is the enemy I'm glad you
Any motherfucker in my path
Got a Bentley Turbo now you jack
but remember, Mack Daddy is
And when you're platinum, niggaz dissin
Record think you're missin
But I'm *clap 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 hittin dome
You might want mine but you can't get
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 down for my business so please step
You about my lawfirm's rep, I check 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"
AhhhI checks my
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! I am, rich"
checkin my bank
"Cash money, cash-cash-cash-cash.... money"

In the magazine I look like a man
I'm paid, and I'm suckin up to no man
And in the rap I gets no respect
cause I'm checkin more bank than the check
Yeah I'm a and my hoe is the system
Uncle Sam think I just dissed him
But nah I'm just pumpin straight
You be a mack, or you get macked
Some of the wanna roll on the boss
But HK's keepin em tossed
Cause I duck deuce deuce treys at point blank range
*automatic Attitudes get changed
I'm making these dividends
and every motherfucker ain't my
And I check my when I count my snaps
And niggaz that snatch get
Girls wanna roll, that's
but I'm not to be that fool
Some niggaz a brother with money is slippin
but be down, so quit trippin
My goal, to increase the size of bank
I hold, and up the brothers whose down
to roll, and keep all the under my control
That's how I'm livin, I my bank

Chorus: DJ

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

I check my bank *DJ Punisher 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 but you'll just run up and get popped
A word to the Tipper, rap fall
A word to the bourgeoise, fuck all
A word to Apartheid you bouts to
You can kill a brothers but you'll never get us all
Straight laced game's what I'm at the new jacks
Mack niggaz like to snatch 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 in the nine-two G
Recession stopped a nigga like me
I'm no laws but I'm livin on edge
CEO's to bed
Business, straight yankin in dead
It's like sellin dope, but the ain't bent
The game is stiff, but get mine
My set is a dollar sign, I check my

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