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"
[Large

You get upset, when you hear the Professor
on your girl's cassette, deck,
comin soft, cause I'll never throw weaker blows
I'll kick you in your [ass] and breath'll smell like sneaker soles
Now that for a fixin?
You'd rather go to Roy's, cause I ain't kickin science fiction
I kick a size nine or boot
Chop chumps to stumps, and they mi-nute
The Sheik, I get deep, and always with the wet meat
Because of my technique, I'm the one you let
I collect and props like spinach
I'm vintage, single sums up to a ten inch
My soul brother Van Paul and Rock
keep the funk flowin until the beat stops
The man, can't have you leavin on a stretcher
Probably, have you leavin in leather, I catch a
from wreckin rappers, but to be frank
I don't give a [fuck] I got money in the
"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 then you and rocked"
[Freddie
is the stage of triple-X
when you're by your radio, screamin, "Freddie Foxxx goes next"
beholdin the words of a master
find mental disaster, as I kick it
Whoever opposes me, and what I
might find their legs bein replaced by
is a brand new year, and the penalty is death
so there won't be a lot of left
I grab the mic, and I load it like a four-fifth
huh, and dare you to
or even sneeze as I you to your knees, have you curled up
in a corner like a dog, with hoof in disease
Spittin razor blades, cuttin veins you can't
I got you like a [bitch]
I took microphone, you can't get it back
because rap was wack
I'm comin strong in an armored tank
and takin money to the
"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 your selection, get up on it
To my opponents, let me just demonstrate for a
Crooks gettin hooked, to my book, just like an
Stop diction you drop, the science fiction
Let's get 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 hits
You still got a learner's
Poppin that [shit], you sit
Here's a word, of a third degree burn, so listen and
You're a turn, so you better get, concerned
my challenger, the calendar
I'm as as a .45 caliber, Colt
with a silencer, up, suckers I be settin up
Button up, I'm cuttin up, never lettin up
I don't link up, suckers with raps that shrank
Thanks sonny, I'm 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 you rolled and rocked"
"Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"Rocked and rolled, but you rolled and rocked"
Live]
One in the chamber, in the clip
Pull out a razor, watch your book rip
It's Ant Live, liver and deliveries get
with G. Rap, and we're the sole
MC's wanna try me, but escape, my clutch
Too much, caught in the ropes, double dutch
You wanna run up, you better run up
Cause like a shippin out [pussy] tonight
Believe me I ain't goin out like a brick
or a fruit, or a guy that wears
cologne, I'm violent prone, so leave me
I'm to set fire to the microphone
and leave the mic so hot you potholders for this
Due to wires it's cordless
(Yo Ant Live make 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"