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

1: Method Man]

1: (method man)]
with all do to tha game
im tha ph- enom , not ready for , be on
extinction , change tha way u thinkin ,or be
tha fuck out , somethin stinkin ,
could it be tha or could it be that body
in tha of my lincoln , continental style,
pop tha pussy 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 imbalanced ,
ya business,
pay me at tha door',
ironman me raw , 12 inches
shot soldiers in the trenches
Fire in a
the game
third rappers play the benches

There'll be no for soul
Just sentence 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
Your wanna punt now, pump-bloww
Swimming trunks torn up from the
Brakes '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
Walk through my hood, ?drools? is screamed: "Thug me"
My revolver to reload the Scussy, doc
The bigfoot out for the
Shell like I'm 6 months in the bush
in a hole!
Hiking in the snow 40 motherfuckers expiring the blow
Footprints up timbs are wallabe
We cased to like Barnaby Jones, hoes
Lay it like plats in ya hair
Ride off with your 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 on the bricks
Holdin' 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 aint the same since the pain or forgiveness
Dead man about elected
Un it cancer around throat of a critic
Yo doctor, describe me a drug that can
New on his ass, take a up a nucker
For real arsenic production that kills slow your eardrums
Like a hooker with a dildo
I spas on who shows his ass
I got the mob with me a full tank of gas

4: Redman]

Yo, yo
With me and swarm you need a net to cover you
a rap game into W C W
Off the rope I glide to the grove
Straight people doubt fries and a coke
Doc's the name the burglar, ya
that through five from frigs and murtar
They skirt out my with Rick ran down
a chicken I met who hand out flyers
Look I'ma areas, I have it
My crew large enough to walk and traffic
Bounce like box on your craft-matic
Before you be sueing doc for
You couldn't bang start
Your girl see you beat up and
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 in the bricks
All my on Shaolin

To my crew, BBC
Hahhahahahaa....