Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Ina Hole

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

[Verse 1: Man]

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

There'll be no repentance for
Just life sentence no change for parole
And thats

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:

at sun down
Run now from the sound, touchdown
Your wanna punt now, pump-bloww
Swimming trunks up from the huntdown
lock 'em up now
a rich smack 'em up now
a out eyebrow down
Naa dog, a got to be a hussy
A hood rat that ride like the bride of
through my hood, your ?drools? is screamed: "Thug me"
My revolver to reload the Scussy, doc
The out for the squosh
Shell shocked like I'm 6 in the bush
in a hole!
Hiking in the snow with 40 motherfuckers the blow
Footprints up timbs are wallabe
We cased to placed Barnaby Jones, hoes
Lay it down like in ya hair
Ride off with your money 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]

is for them niggas on the bricks
Holdin' a block for my nigga carlton fisk
The kid that up in a blocks
no christmas ever since Santa scratched my name off the giftlist
shit aint been the same since the or forgiveness
Dead man about elected
Un live it cancer around of a critic
Yo doctor, describe me a that can knocka'
New on his ass, a blast up a nucker
For real though arsenic production kills slow your eardrums
Like a happy 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 hang glide to the
Straight people french fries and a coke
Doc's the name the burglar, ya
lead through five from frigs and murtar
They out my with Rick ran down tires
a chicken I met who hand out flyers
Look I'ma areas, I have it
My crew large enough to walk and cause
like box springs on your craft-matic
Before you be sueing doc for
You couldn't from start
Your girl see you up and shit
Get a of heart
Flaming dark spit it, name a
My impact you JFK playin' in a park

Fire in a hole!

Yeah
in a hole
Yeah
meth, ha-ha
Funk doctor,
on the track, ha-ha
All my niggas in the
All my on Shaolin

To my crew, BBC
Hahhahahahaa....