Luyện nghe bài hát Da Rockwilder

Oh my god...Oh my god !!!! ah ah ah aowww!!!

[Verse One: Method

Microphone checka, swingin lecture
closin the sectar supreme neck protector
Bet I won em kid Mr. Metha pot
to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV
but cheesy, Too wanna be hard be easy, is all in together
going all not together it take much to please me
Still homes are never like the stones
we don't condome bitin in the sellin
protectin what am writin don't with the Titan
who blast a liscence to kill rap presitence
C'mon, in the zone with ya nigga from the Home
TICAL!!(Fuck your lifestyle!!) (Blew wind)...put lights out
got the shit the crackin got you with your pipes out
time for some action, the avenue
mad at you, I used to battle crews
back when Antoinette had that
Cover me I'm going in, walls in
got us bustin off pistols
my niggas got issues...again, song
armed with the bomb
you out the frame and I'm gone.

[Verse Redman]

I was to Buck-we-romes, cellular phones
Doc-Meth in the flesh, blood and bone
condone Spent bank loans and homegrown
suckers like Turbo
in no zone, I, grab the broom
moon-walk hawk my goons spark
leave you in a blue lost (true)
three nines and a glove masu di die in the car
behind on the boss
Haters don't touch, weigh us up
now my doped up
got the cable up. All channels
lift my all Mammal
you ship off keys and we ship Pianos.
off shotgun
hand on the pump, on a forty
smokin on a
my gun and Red and Meth gettin jumped
La la la la, la la la

yeah c'mon, Red and Meth gettin
La la la la, la la la