Luyện nghe bài hát Money in the Bank

Money in the bank,
Rocked and but then you rolled and rocked
in the bank, yeah
Rocked and rolled but then you and rocked

Listen, you get upset when you
The Large Professor on your girl's cassette,
Expect nothin' comin' soft, 'cause never throw weaker blows
I'll kick you in your ass and your smell like sneaker soles

Now how's that for a
You'd better rather go to Roy's, 'cause I ain't science fiction
I kick a size sneaker or boot
Chop chumps to stumps, and they mi-nute

The Sheik, I get deep, and always leave with the wet
of my technique, I'm the one you let speak
I collect crops and like spinach
I'm vintage, your sums up to a ten inch

My soul brother Van Paul and Rock
Keep the funk flowin' the last beat stops
The soul man, can't have you 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
in the bank, yeah
Rocked and rolled but you rolled and rocked

in the bank, yeah
Rocked and rolled but you rolled and rocked
Money in the bank,
Rocked and rolled but then you and rocked

is the stage of triple-X
When you're sittin' by your radio, screamin', Freddie Fox goes
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
This is a new year and the penalty is death
So there be a lot of suckers left

I the mic, and I load it like a long four-fifth
Huh, and you to riff or even sneeze
As I blow you to your knees, have you up
In a corner like a dog with hoof in disease

Spittin' razor blades, cuttin' veins you 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 takin' to the bank
in the bank, yeah
Rocked and rolled but you rolled and rocked

Money in the bank,
Rocked and rolled but you rolled and rocked
in the bank, yeah
Rocked and rolled but then you

G. Rap for your 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 you drop, the science fiction

Let's get specific you can't get it
I'm too and scientific, forget it
even try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits
You still got a learner's

Poppin' shit, you better sit
Here's a word of a third degree burn, so and learn
You're a turn, so you better get, concerned
My challenger, check the

I'm as as a .45 caliber, Colt
With a silencer, wettin' up, suckers I be up
Button up, I'm cuttin' up, never lettin' up
I don't link up, with suckers raps that shrank
Thanks sonny, I'm money to the bank

Money in the bank,
Rocked and but then you rolled and rocked
in the bank, yeah
Rocked and but then you rolled and rocked
in the bank, yeah
Rocked and rolled but then you rolled and

One in the chamber, in the clip
Pull out a razor, your 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, like dutch
You wanna run up, you better run up
'Cause like a whorehouse shippin' out tonight

Believe me I ain't goin' out like a brick
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 the mic so hot you need potholders for this
Due to wires it's cordless
Yo Ant Live suckers walk off the plank
Not now, I'm takin money to the

in the bank, yeah
Money in the bank,
Money in the bank,
in the bank, yeah
Money in the bank,
Money in the bank,