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"
Professor]

You get upset, you hear the Large Professor
on your girl's cassette, deck,
nothin soft, cause I'll never throw weaker blows
I'll kick you in your [ass] and breath'll smell like sneaker soles
Now how's that for a
You'd rather go to Roy's, cause I ain't kickin science fiction
I kick a nine sneaker or boot
chumps to stumps, and they remain 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 crops and props like
I'm vintage, your single sums up to a ten
My soul brother Van Paul and Pete
keep the funk flowin the last beat stops
The soul man, 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 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 then you and rocked"
Foxxx]
This is the of triple-X
you're sittin by your radio, screamin, "Freddie Foxxx goes next"
Those the words of a master
find mental disaster, as I it faster
Whoever me, and what I feel
might their legs bein replaced by steel
This is a brand new year, and the penalty is
so there be a lot of suckers left
I grab the mic, and I load it like a long
huh, and dare you to
or even sneeze as I you to your knees, have you curled up
in a corner a dog, with hoof in mouth disease
Spittin blades, cuttin veins you can't stitch
I got you screamin like a
I took your microphone, you get it back
because your rap was
I'm comin fifty in an armored tank
and 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 you ro.. rolled.."
G. Rap]
Kool G. Rap for your selection, get up on it
To my opponents, let me demonstrate for a minute
gettin hooked, to my book, just like an addiction
Stop your you drop, the science fiction
Let's get you can't get with it
I'm too and scientific, forget it
don't 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
missin a turn, so you better get, concerned
my challenger, check the
I'm as as a .45 caliber, Colt
a silencer, wettin up, suckers I be settin up
Button up, while I'm cuttin up, lettin up
I don't link up, suckers with raps that 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 then you 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 get liver
with G. Rap, and the sole survivors
wanna try me, but can't escape, my clutch
Too much, in the ropes, like double dutch
You run up, you better run up light
Cause like a whorehouse out [pussy] tonight
Believe me I ain't goin out a brick parachute
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 the mic so hot you need potholders for this
Due to burnt wires it's
(Yo Ant Live make 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"