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 then you and rocked"
[Large

You get upset, when you hear the Professor
on girl's cassette, deck, expect
nothin comin soft, I'll never throw weaker blows
I'll kick you in your [ass] and your breath'll smell sneaker soles
Now how's for a fixin?
You'd better go to Roy's, cause I ain't kickin science fiction
I kick a size nine sneaker or
Chop to stumps, and they remain mi-nute
The Sheik, I get deep, and leave 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 Van Paul and Pete Rock
keep the funk until the last beat stops
The soul man, can't have you on a stretcher
Probably, have you leavin in leather, I a body
from 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 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 then you and rocked"
[Freddie
is the stage of triple-X
when you're sittin by your radio, screamin, "Freddie goes next"
Those beholdin the of a master
mental disaster, as I kick it faster
Whoever opposes me, and I feel
might find their 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 four-fifth
huh, and dare you to
or sneeze as I blow you to your knees, have you curled up
in a corner a dog, with hoof in mouth disease
Spittin razor blades, cuttin veins you stitch
I got you like a [bitch]
I took your microphone, you get it back
because your rap was
I'm comin fifty strong in an tank
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 your selection, get up on it
To my opponents, let me just demonstrate for a
Crooks hooked, to my book, just like an addiction
Stop diction you drop, the science fiction
Let's get specific you get with it
I'm too terrific and scientific, it
even try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits
You still got a permit
Poppin that [shit], you sit
Here's a word, of a degree burn, so listen and learn
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, while I'm up, never lettin up
I don't link up, with suckers with raps shrank
sonny, I'm takin money 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 then you and rocked"
Live]
One in the chamber, in the clip
Pull out a razor, watch rhyme book rip
It's Ant Live, and deliveries get liver
G. Rap, and we're the sole survivors
MC's wanna try me, but escape, my clutch
Too much, caught in the ropes, double dutch
You wanna run up, you run up light
Cause like a shippin out [pussy] tonight
Believe me I ain't goin out like a parachute
or a fruit, or a guy wears Brut
cologne, I'm violent prone, so me alone
I'm about to set to the microphone
and leave the mic so hot you need potholders for
Due to burnt it's cordless
(Yo Ant Live suckers walk off the plank)
Not now, I'm money 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"