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

[Verse 1: Man]

1: (method man)]
with all do respect to tha
im tha ph- , not ready for primetime , be on
extinction , change tha way u ,or be gone
pass tha fuck out , stinkin ,
could it be tha skunk? or it be that body
in tha trunk? of my , continental style,
pop tha like a pimple,
im fed up
I put it in your ear and ya head up,
turnin up tha ,
told kids to enta tha 36,
meth shiiit
is pretentious,
do it for tha chemically ,
ya business,
pay me at tha door',
ironman hear me raw , 12
Sure soldiers in the trenches
Fire in a
the commences
third string 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 the bucks sound, touchdown
crew wanna punt now, pump-bloww
Swimming trunks up from the huntdown
Brakes 'em up now
a rich smack 'em up now
a out eyebrow down
Naa dog, a broad got to be a
A rat that ride like the bride of Chuckey
Walk through my hood, your ?drools? is "Thug me"
My revolver to like the Scussy, doc
The bigfoot out for the
Shell shocked I'm 6 months in the bush
in a hole!
Hiking in the snow with 40 motherfuckers expiring the
Footprints up timbs are wallabe
We to placed like Barnaby Jones, hoes
Lay it like plats in ya hair
Ride off with 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 niggas on the bricks
down a block for my nigga carlton fisk
The kid that up in a blocks
Ain't no christmas ever since Santa my name off the giftlist
shit been the same since the pain or forgiveness
man talkin' about elected
Un live it cancer throat of a critic
Yo doctor, describe me a drug can knocka'
New on his ass, take a up a nucker
For real though arsenic 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 you need a net to cover you
Turn a rap game W C W
Off the I hang glide to the grove
Straight people doubt french and a coke
Doc's the name the burglar, ya
that through five from frigs and murtar
They skirt out my with ran down tires
What a I met who hand out flyers
Look I'ma areas, I don't it
My crew large to walk and cause traffic
Bounce like box springs on your
you be sueing doc for malpractice
You couldn't bang start
Your girl see you beat up and
Get a change of
Flaming dark spit it, a mark
My impact towards you JFK in a park

Fire in a hole!

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

To my crew, BBC
Hahhahahahaa....