Luyện nghe bài hát Money In The Bank

featuring Ant Live, Foxxx, Large Professor
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but then you and rocked"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but you rolled and rocked"
Professor]

You get upset, when you hear the Large
on your girl's cassette, deck,
nothin comin soft, cause I'll never weaker blows
I'll you in your [ass] and your breath'll smell like sneaker soles
Now that for a fixin?
You'd better rather go to Roy's, I ain't kickin science fiction
I kick a nine sneaker or boot
Chop to stumps, and they remain mi-nute
The Sheik, I get deep, and leave with the wet meat
of my technique, I'm the one you let speak
I crops and props like spinach
I'm vintage, single sums up to a ten inch
My soul brother Van and Pete Rock
keep the funk until the last beat stops
The soul man, have you leavin on a stretcher
Probably, have you in leather, I catch a body
from wreckin slum rappers, but to be
I give a [fuck] I got money in the bank
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but then you and rocked"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but then you and rocked"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but you rolled and rocked"
[Freddie
This is the of triple-X
when you're sittin by radio, screamin, "Freddie Foxxx goes next"
Those beholdin the of a master
find disaster, as I kick it faster
Whoever me, and what I feel
might their legs bein replaced by steel
This is a brand new year, and the is death
so there won't be a lot of suckers
I grab the mic, and I load it like a long
huh, and you to riff
or even as I blow you to your knees, have you curled up
in a corner like a dog, with hoof in disease
Spittin blades, cuttin veins you can't stitch
I got you screamin like a
I took your microphone, you get it back
your rap was wack
I'm comin fifty strong in an armored
and takin to the bank
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but then you and rocked"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but then you and rocked"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but you ro.. rolled.."
G. Rap]
Kool G. Rap for first selection, get up on it
To my opponents, let me demonstrate for a minute
Crooks hooked, to my book, just like an addiction
Stop your diction you drop, the fiction
Let's get specific you can't get it
I'm too terrific and scientific, it
even try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits
You got a learner's permit
Poppin that [shit], you sit
Here's a word, of a third degree burn, so and learn
You're missin a turn, so you better get,
my challenger, the calendar
I'm as as a .45 caliber, Colt
a silencer, wettin up, suckers I be settin up
Button up, while I'm up, never lettin up
I don't link up, with suckers with that shrank
Thanks sonny, I'm takin money to the
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but you rolled and rocked"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but you rolled and rocked"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but you rolled and rocked"
Live]
One in the chamber, eight in the
Pull out a razor, watch your rhyme rip
It's Ant Live, liver and get liver
with G. Rap, and the sole survivors
MC's wanna try me, but can't escape, my
Too much, in the ropes, like double dutch
You run up, you better run up light
Cause like a whorehouse shippin out [pussy]
Believe me I ain't out like a brick parachute
or a fruit, or a guy that Brut
cologne, I'm prone, so leave me alone
I'm to set fire to the microphone
and leave the mic so hot you potholders for this
Due to burnt it's cordless
(Yo Ant make suckers walk off the plank)
Not now, I'm takin to the bank
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"