Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Ina Hole

Uh..
Come on
your business
on
Let's it hot
on (word)
Let's it hot
on
Let's it hot
Come on, make it hot (hardcore to make 'em rubbers at cold)
on, come on

[Verse 1: Man]

1: (method man)]
with all do respect to tha
im tha ph- enom , not for primetime , be on
, change tha way u thinkin ,or be gone
pass tha fuck out , somethin ,
could it be tha skunk? or could it be that
in tha trunk? of my lincoln , style,
pop tha like a pimple,
im fed up
I put it in your ear and fuck ya up,
up tha tempauture ,
told them to enta tha 36,
masta shiiit
is pretentious,
do it for tha imbalanced ,
ya business,
pay me at tha door',
ironman me raw , 12 inches
Sure soldiers in the trenches
in a hole
the commences
third rappers play the benches

There'll be no for soul
Just life sentence no change for parole
And real

in a hole! (pray [echoes])
Fire in a hole!
in a hole! (yeah)
in a hole! (yeah, yeah)
in a hole! (yo, yo, yo, yo)

[Verse 2:

Gundowned at sun
Run now from the bucks sound,
crew wanna punt now, pump-bloww
Swimming trunks up from the huntdown
lock 'em up now
a bitch smack 'em up now
a plucked out down
Naa dog, a got to be a hussy
A hood rat that ride the bride of Chuckey
through my hood, your ?drools? is screamed: "Thug me"
My to reload like the Scussy, doc
The bigfoot out for the
Shell like I'm 6 months in the bush
in a hole!
Hiking in the snow with 40 motherfuckers the blow
Footprints up are wallabe souls
We cased to placed like Barnaby Jones,
Lay it down like in ya hair
Ride off your money then clap in the air

in a hole!
in a hole! (yo)
Fire in a hole!
in a hole! (yo)
in a hole!
in a hole! (yo)
in a hole! (yo, yo, yo)

[Verse 3: Man]

This is for them niggas on the
down a block for my nigga carlton fisk
The kid stay up in a blocks
Ain't no christmas ever Santa scratched my name off the giftlist
shit been the same since the pain or forgiveness
Dead man about elected
Un live it cancer throat of a critic
Yo doctor, describe me a drug can knocka'
New on his ass, a blast up a nucker
For real arsenic production that kills slow your eardrums
Like a happy with a dildo
I spas on who shows his ass
I got the mob with me plus a full of gas

[Verse 4:

Yo, yo
With me and meth swarm you a net to cover you
a rap game into W C W
Off the rope I hang glide to the
Straight people doubt french and a coke
Doc's the the burglar, serve ya
that through five from frigs and murtar
They skirt out my with Rick ran down
What a I met who hand out flyers
Look I'ma areas, I have it
My crew large to walk and cause traffic
Bounce like box springs on your
Before you be doc for malpractice
You bang from start
Your see you beat up and shit
Get a of heart
Flaming dark it, name a mark
My impact towards you JFK playin' in a

Fire in a hole!

[3X]
Fire in a
[5X]
Mister meth,
Funk doctor,
on the track, ha-ha
All my niggas in the
All my on Shaolin

To my crew, BBC
Hahhahahahaa....