Luyện nghe bài hát The Bank

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Ripping and running, I'm gripping the gun and you snitches get and get hit your stomachs
Distributed dozens of bricks and the butters, I 'em and end up as rich as a Drummond
Shoving the its touching the metal the blood of a rebel, adrenaline rushing
Too stubborn to settle for hustling for pebbles. You stuck on level I've risen above it
Stop light and dry rotten, cock suckers, cock 'cause my image is rugged
My limit is greater, my dennir get catered, when a waiter I give him a 100
La'copping, riding, with red in our eyes driving, all my niggas is blunted
Glocks cocking, shots popping, non-stopping, cops watching while I'm ripping the
2 to run fast, I school 'em in class, the math- give 'em the numbers
? Dolce Dolce, my convertible??, I'm a monster my grandfather live in a dungeon
Damn this career & industry! I'm famous for a man, kissing women
Like Leonidas told his fathers, we are taking everything from 'em but 'em nothing
on my face ain't no Halloween! While y'all live on the throne, if I'm not the King...
Bullets; iron and off a lot of steam
Turn you into a collard greens
Bet that, none of them realer our team
Cause we spitting that crack that supply the
Life is a gamble with dice I dismantle, head and we taking a lot of cream
out...
(00:55):
Blow 'em! Shake 'em! 'em! Haaa! (8 times)
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Snake eyes; I'ma take mine. you gon' die bitch
Throw a pound cake, I'm wild cake. Roll a 4 or better, I'm getting all the cheddar
a tre-C, you gon' hate me. She gon' burn you, give you rabbies
Beat the deuce twice, live the goon life, If I ace out, the thang out!
Straight innovator got greater and greater I'm raising the ways?? of the Entertainer
Debating with haters; if you ain't on making this paper then save it for later
rhymes in the archives on my hard drives cause I'm saving the data
Sayers hating on my bread making, I'm impregnating got my lady in
Raising the razor I'm blazing a you 'traiting and you should be facing your maker
Hard times on the side of apartheid but I came here to save us
Dawg's died, mom's cried, but I'm rise, didn't I say I'm the savior!
You horrified! Born to ride, purified. guys, invading the majors
Strong ties the mob wives. I'm a shooter who shoots like he straight off the Lakers
Y'all guys should apologize for them lines, imitating a gangster
I'm a tell you like they said in Hill, this is the flavor that we sell your neighbor
who putting the pedal to metal the level you devils will say and ?? behavior??
Back to back throw a head crack turning 10 stacks into 10
6 trip's dead that, nigga said they nice but they dead whack
Taking all bets y'all said that! Infrared leave him head tapped
Life is a gamble with dice I dismantle head and we taking the bread back
out...
(02:12):
Blow 'em! 'em! Throw 'em! Haaa! (8 times)