Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Ina Hole

Uh..
Come on
State your
on
make 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 for primetime , be on
extinction , tha way u thinkin ,or be gone
pass tha out , somethin stinkin ,
could it be tha skunk? or could it be that
in tha trunk? of my lincoln , style,
pop tha pussy a pimple,
im fed up
I put it in ear and fuck ya head up,
up tha tempauture ,
told kids 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
shot soldiers in the trenches
Fire in a
the commences
third string rappers the benches

There'll be no for soul
Just life sentence with no change for
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:

at sun down
Run now from the sound, touchdown
crew wanna punt now, pump-bloww
Swimming trunks torn up the huntdown
Brakes 'em up now
a rich bitch 'em up now
a plucked out eyebrow
Naa dog, a broad got to be a
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
Shell shocked I'm 6 months in the bush
in a hole!
Hiking in the with 40 motherfuckers expiring the blow
Footprints up timbs are souls
We cased to placed like Barnaby Jones,
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: Method

is for them niggas on the bricks
Holdin' down a block for my 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 around throat of a
Yo doctor, describe me a that can knocka'
New on his ass, take a blast up a
For real though arsenic production kills slow your eardrums
Like a hooker with a dildo
I on anyone who shows his ass
I got the mob me plus a full tank of gas

4: Redman]

Yo, yo
With me and meth swarm you need a net to you
Turn a rap game W C W
Off the rope I hang to the grove
Straight people doubt french and a coke
Doc's the the burglar, serve ya
that lead through five from and murtar
They skirt out my with Rick ran tires
a chicken I met who hand out flyers
Look I'ma areas, I have it
My crew large enough to walk and cause
Bounce like box springs on craft-matic
Before you be doc for malpractice
You bang from start
girl see you beat up and shit
Get a of heart
Flaming spit 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 on Shaolin

To my crew, BBC
Hahhahahahaa....