Luyện nghe bài hát Money In The Bank

featuring Ant Live, Freddie Foxxx, Professor
"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"
Professor]

You get upset, when you the Large Professor
on girl's cassette, deck, expect
nothin comin soft, cause I'll never throw weaker
I'll kick you in [ass] and your breath'll smell like sneaker soles
Now how's for a fixin?
You'd better rather go to Roy's, I ain't kickin science fiction
I a size nine sneaker or boot
Chop chumps to stumps, and they mi-nute
The Sheik, I get deep, and leave with the wet meat
of my technique, I'm the one you let speak
I collect and props like spinach
I'm vintage, your single sums up to a ten
My soul brother Van Paul and Pete
keep the funk flowin until the beat stops
The soul man, can't you leavin on a stretcher
Probably, have you leavin in leather, I catch a
wreckin slum rappers, but to be frank
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 you rolled and rocked"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but then you and rocked"
Foxxx]
This is the stage of
when you're sittin by your radio, screamin, "Freddie Foxxx next"
beholdin the words of a master
find mental disaster, as I it faster
Whoever me, and what I feel
might find their bein replaced by steel
This is a brand new year, and the penalty is
so won't be a lot of suckers left
I grab the mic, and I load it like a long
huh, and you to riff
or sneeze as I blow you to your knees, have you curled up
in a corner like a dog, with hoof in mouth
razor blades, cuttin veins you can't stitch
I got you like a [bitch]
I took your microphone, you get it back
because your rap was
I'm comin strong in an armored tank
and money 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.."
[Kool G.
Kool G. Rap for first selection, get up on it
To my opponents, let me just demonstrate for a
Crooks gettin hooked, to my book, just an addiction
Stop your diction you drop, the fiction
get specific you can't get with it
I'm too and scientific, forget it
don't even try to limp it, you're not ready to make
You got a learner's permit
that [shit], you better 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 live as a .45 caliber,
with a silencer, wettin up, I be settin up
Button up, while I'm cuttin up, never up
I link up, with suckers with raps that shrank
Thanks sonny, I'm takin to the bank
"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"
[Ant
One in the chamber, in the clip
Pull out a razor, watch your rhyme rip
It's Ant Live, liver and deliveries get
with G. Rap, and we're the sole
wanna try me, but can't escape, my clutch
Too much, caught in the ropes, like double
You wanna run up, you run up light
Cause a whorehouse shippin out [pussy] tonight
Believe me I ain't out like a brick parachute
or a fruit, or a guy wears Brut
cologne, I'm violent prone, so leave me
I'm about to set to the microphone
and leave the mic so hot you need potholders for
Due to burnt wires cordless
(Yo Ant make suckers walk off the plank)
Not now, I'm takin money to the
"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"