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

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

My wicky wicky style is unbearable for world and the planet boy
I at the store, buy a lunch, play LaCroix
chasin' rats, with 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 Babe Grim and his

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

X-able, Expos
Hypodermic you turn it, you it up and you learn it
Now you're chillin' with zinc as it kicks with the
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 jacket was out to the trainin' camp

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

Finger-poppin' and lickin', can you do me a
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, we're, "Treated with respect"

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,

Drivin' from Cooperstown, swingin' Don Han
X in the batter's box
Thurman like Munson, while I swing right
And change and dialog

Regional Atlanta, Alabama
I kick a rhyme like a ball to
Missouri, Kentucky, like Dent, me Bucky
Rogers I'm nice, I float in space
Dr Smith, I'm dope, yo watch Lyle

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

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

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

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

Two brothers with checks, yo that 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
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

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

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

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

we're
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 that 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 that is fly
San Francisco,

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