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 ,or be gone
pass tha fuck out , stinkin ,
could it be tha or could it be that body
in tha trunk? of my lincoln , style,
pop tha pussy a pimple,
im fed up
I put it in your ear and ya head up,
turnin up tha ,
told them to enta tha 36,
meth shiiit
is pretentious,
do it for tha imbalanced ,
ya business,
pay me at tha door',
ironman hear me raw , 12
Sure soldiers in the trenches
in a hole
the commences
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:

Gundowned at sun
Run now from the sound, touchdown
crew wanna punt now, pump-bloww
Swimming trunks up from the huntdown
Brakes 'em up now
a rich bitch 'em up now
a out eyebrow down
Naa dog, a got to be a hussy
A hood rat that like the bride of Chuckey
Walk through my hood, your is screamed: "Thug me"
My revolver to like the Scussy, doc
The bigfoot out for the
Shell like I'm 6 months in the bush
in a hole!
Hiking in the snow with 40 expiring the blow
Footprints up are wallabe souls
We cased to placed Barnaby Jones, hoes
Lay it down like in ya hair
Ride off with your money then 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

This is for them on the bricks
Holdin' down a for my nigga carlton fisk
The kid that stay up in a
Ain't no ever since Santa scratched my name off the giftlist
shit aint been the same since the or forgiveness
Dead man talkin' elected
Un live it cancer around throat of a
Yo doctor, describe me a drug that can
New on his ass, take a up a nucker
For real though production that kills slow your eardrums
Like a happy hooker with a
I spas on anyone who 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 rope I hang glide to the
Straight doubt french fries and a coke
Doc's the name the burglar, ya
that lead five from frigs and murtar
They skirt out my Rick ran down tires
What a chicken I met who out flyers
Look areas, I don't have it
My crew large to walk and cause traffic
Bounce like box springs on your
Before you be doc for malpractice
You couldn't bang start
girl see you beat up and shit
Get a of heart
Flaming dark spit it, a mark
My impact towards you JFK in a park

in a hole! [14X]

Yeah
in a hole
Yeah
Mister meth,
Funk doctor,
Mathematics on the track,
All my in the bricks
All my on Shaolin

To my crew, BBC
Hahhahahahaa....