Luyện nghe bài hát The Bank

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