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, let's make it hot (hardcore to make 'em at cold)
Come on, on

[Verse 1: Method

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

There'll be no repentance for
Just life with 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,
Your wanna punt now, pump-bloww
trunks torn up from the huntdown
Brakes 'em up now
a rich smack 'em up now
a plucked out down
Naa dog, a got to be a hussy
A hood rat that ride like the bride of
Walk my hood, your ?drools? is screamed: "Thug me"
My to reload like the Scussy, doc
The bigfoot out for the
shocked like I'm 6 months in the bush
in a hole!
Hiking in the snow with 40 motherfuckers expiring the
Footprints up are wallabe souls
We cased to like Barnaby Jones, hoes
Lay it like plats 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
Holdin' down a for my nigga carlton fisk
The kid that stay up in a
Ain't no christmas ever since Santa my name off the giftlist
shit been the same since the pain or forgiveness
Dead man about elected
Un it cancer around throat of a critic
Yo doctor, me a drug that can knocka'
New on his ass, take a up a nucker
For real though production that kills slow your eardrums
a happy hooker with a dildo
I spas on anyone who his ass
I got the mob me plus a full tank of gas

4: Redman]

Yo, yo
With me and meth swarm you a net to cover you
Turn a rap into W C W
Off the rope I glide to the grove
Straight people doubt french and a coke
the name the burglar, serve ya
that lead five from frigs and murtar
skirt out my with Rick ran down tires
What a chicken I met who out flyers
Look I'ma areas, I have it
My large enough to walk and cause traffic
like box springs on your craft-matic
Before you be doc for malpractice
You bang from start
Your girl see you beat up and
Get a of heart
Flaming dark it, name a mark
My impact you JFK playin' in a park

Fire in a hole!

Yeah
Fire in a
[5X]
Mister meth,
doctor, ha-ha
Mathematics on the track,
All my in the bricks
All my niggas on

To my crew, BBC
Hahhahahahaa....