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

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

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

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

He's pitchin' a fastball, you and you miss
But seven times away clown, you're the piss
Drippin' offa forehead, rollin' down to New Mexico
You're caught in a bid troop, you you was flexible

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

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

I danced and 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 up on it, cause I'm kickin' 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 easin', up to Egypt and Pakistan
There's never no treason, 'cause we're, "Treated respect"

Two with checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,
Two brothers with checks, yo 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 right
And change courses and

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

As I throwback a spitball, my slider and back
The stadium's packed rope, the people get back
And walk to the plate, yo Grody, pause
Swing swipe I get MC's on my third strike

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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' ball down
The is wild, need the gas for a mile

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

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

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

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