Luyện nghe bài hát King Kong

[Statik Selektah
Make money, make money, money,
Take money, money, money, money
Make money, make money, money,
Take money, take money, money,

[Verse 1: CROOKED]
I'm Kong, this my theme song
With Sky on the hook, we Kareems Soul
Your team's on, dream on
In the movie about pussies you play the role
Sensitive rapper, oh sensitive
We meant to get active, we interact with and factors
We chillin' with trappers, we in the back with infamous
And infinite roast to the back
We get the shit crackin' like that
The streets me a hundred dollar credit
Keep it one hundred, nothin sweet a fucking diabetic
And Hip Hop ain't dead, but radio programmers be
Fuck it, I just said it, I regretted, unapologetic
This rap industry's like a survival quest
And the idiot sitting the desk is your final test
they'll censor you and then tax you like the IRS
Jerk me for my you better buy a vest
You have a iron chest
It's like a of pervs with ear fetishes
what you've heard, you're ear-relevant
Whether juggling birds or words
For mathematics, we action, that's numbers and verbs

[Bridge:

Oh! Oh! Oh!

[Chorus:

AHHHH. WE GON GET IT. (WHAT?)
IT TO EM (YEAH)
WE GON GET IT (WHAT)
NOW IT TO EM

[Statik Selektah
Make money, money, money, money
Take money, money, money, money

2: Royce da 5'9