Luyện nghe bài hát Two Brothers with Checks (San Francisco, Harvey)

Yeah this is a story about two brothers big big checks
And pretty white Cadillacs; and was fly from the South
So it out

My wicky wicky style is unbearable for this and the planet boy
I at the store, buy a lunch, play LaCroix
Supercat chasin' rats, chemicals at the bottom
I'm gold with enzymes, connections I got 'em

One thing, two things, like ? blow
Recto and Smekto, go get my boy
(Let's go)
see Babe Grim and his exoskeleton

He's pitchin' a fastball, you swing and you
But seven times clown, you're smellin' the piss
offa your forehead, rollin' down to New Mexico
You're caught in a bid troop, you thought you was

X-able, Montreal
you turn it, you pick it up and you learn it
Now you're chillin' with as it kicks with the sodium
came down just to sign some autographs

He laughed and he left, to El Segundo
For cheese and some bacon my Philadelphia 'em
I got a in my pants, I said, "Asalaam alaikum"
Got a new was breakin' out to the trainin' camp

I and danced and danced and danced
And danced and and danced then I sat on the toilet
Wrote a rhyme and ordered, now I'm spinnin' and winnin'
Got the girlies up on it, cause I'm and stickin'

and lickin', can you do me a favor
Can you go get the chicken, as you see a legion
When we roll we're just easin', up to and Pakistan
never no treason, 'cause we're, "Treated with respect"

Two brothers checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,
Two with checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,

Two with checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,

from Cooperstown, swingin' like Don Han
Rhythm X in the box
Thurman like Munson, left while I swing
And change courses and

Atlanta, Alabama Savannah
I a rhyme like a ball to Indiana
Missouri, Kentucky, like Dent, me Bucky
Rogers I'm nice, I in space wild
Dr Smith, I'm dope, yo Sparky Lyle

As I throwback a spitball, my and check back
The stadium's rope, the people should get back
And walk to the plate, yo Jerry Grody,
Swing swing swipe I get on my third strike

My hot dog is done, I'm in the dugout, it
I know I wreck shop, tip-top, heads bop, drop
And rappers get senile
Back to the plate, see the catcher,

You in the man, you be the fan
Like Supercat, Don Don
I the field in New York, and hit Jamaica
Like Giants I roll San Francisco, Harvey
No for rats with cats in Bristol playin'
I'm makin' yo man

Two brothers checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,
Two brothers with checks, yo Caddy is fly
San Francisco,

Two brothers checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,
Two brothers with checks, yo that is fly
San Francisco,

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea,

"Alright, you win, take you to Fair Lanes
turn off the heat Aow
Ha ha ha ha hah
Yo, now I'm profilin' troop like I'm rip-rarin' Cadillac
We got big checks in our on the street, yeah

Pickin' up, swingin' that bat Joe Morgan
Catchin' that like Ray Fossey, Oakland
Cashin' them checks up at the

We might cash 'em in Oakland, San Francisco
Pick up honies in Cleveland, with the game so clever
As I roll like I'm Charlie Hough, kickin' that down
The crowd is wild, need the gas for a

So let's roll out and catch 'em, points by the parrish
a record like this, as we drive through the city
City, city, city,

'Cause
Two with checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,
Two with checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,

Two brothers checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,
Two brothers with checks, yo Caddy is fly
San Francisco,

Two brothers checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,
Two brothers checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,

Two brothers with checks, yo Caddy is fly
San Francisco,