Luyện nghe bài hát Da Rockwilder

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

[Verse Method Man]

Microphone checka, swingin lecture
closin down the sectar supreme protector
Bet I won em kid Mr. Metha pot
about to his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV
but cheesy, Too many wanna be be easy, is all in together
going all not together it take much to please me
Still homes are satisfy like the stones
we don't bitin in the sellin crossbones
protectin what am writin don't with the Titan
who with a liscence to kill rap presitence
C'mon, in the zone ya nigga from the Group Home
TICAL!!(Fuck your lifestyle!!) (Blew wind)...put lights out
got the shit the crackin got you fienin with your out
time for some action, surfin the
mad at you, I used to battle crews
back when Antoinette had attitude
Cover me I'm going in, walls in
got us bustin off these
my niggas got issues...again, song
armed the mega bomb
you out the frame and I'm gone.

[Verse Redman]

I was going to Buck-we-romes, phones
Doc-Meth in the flesh, blood and bone
don't condone bank loans and homegrown
suckers break like
in no zone, when I, grab the
moon-walk platoon hawk my spark
leave you in a blue lagoon (true)
three nines and a with masu di die in the car
right on the boss
Haters touch, weigh us both up
now my neighbor up
got the hooked up. All channels
lift my shirt all
you ship off and we ship Grand Pianos.
off shotgun
hand on the pump, sippin on a
smokin on a
bust my gun and Red and Meth gettin
La la la la, la la la

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