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

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

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

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

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

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

He laughed and he left, to El Segundo
For and some 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 and danced and danced then 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 kickin' and

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 Egypt and
There's never no treason, 'cause we're, "Treated respect"

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

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

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

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

As I throwback a spitball, my slider and check
The stadium's rope, the people should get back
And to the plate, yo Jerry Grody, pause
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 many 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 time for rats with cats in playin'
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 checks, yo that Caddy is fly
San Francisco,

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

"Alright, you win, I'll you to Fair Lanes
Just turn off the 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, swingin' bat like Joe Morgan
that beat like Ray Fossey, Oakland
Cashin' them checks up at the

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

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

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

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