Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Dope Nigga

Intro: (Method Man)]
Straight up,
Brick City on fire,
We on fire,
(Beast shit)
(Oh yeah, my mic sound real nice, it)
(Yeah, uh, ok)
Hot off the press, yo, yo

Check out the, attraction, black man in action
The orangutan that a captain
You need a boost, I'm the thing to tap in
Cause hip hop is lame, the whole is lacking
I my commission off, weed and shows
Chicks spread rumors like Club New Vogue
But I it like my
Ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff, we don't them hoes
flow that I'm spitting sound mall nutrition
But it's phat when the clip in, boy, I mean
We got beef for the teeth, with soy niggas
Redman & Man, stay in the lab
meet the new Tango & Cash
Hip hop is in trouble, I on the pad
Rappers wanna feature me, I'm like me a math
I'm like "nah", I'm a keep it funky,
20, cause for money, I"m a junkie nigga
[Chorus: Man (Redman)]
I'm dope, (yeah, that's what the say)
(Frank Lucas the pen, get at me, ok?)
I'm dope, nigga, dirty needle in the arm
Hustle til the package is gone, tuck in my charm, cause I'm
I'm dope, (now I'm out to my dope)
(Nino Brown takeover, how I roll)
Now let me witcha, hard when the kid on the job
Keep a step ahead of the law, push the and floor
Man:]
I got that small change, my nigga, quarters, nickels &
I might cop a shine, favorite pistol, a nine
I can't with fickle minds cause I'm too official with mine
Put nose in my notebook and go and sniff you a line
I'm dope, nigga, I'm in it's prime
While the is on it's decline, bitches on my define
I fine and easy, but I ain't easy to find
Number one on my to do list, please me, it's crime
with the tom foolery, Meth, if you don't know that
I'm a bet on to do with me, yet, go 'head and Google me
boy flow fluently, yes, still got that Wu in me
Screw it, let me do it to death, minus the
Ah-hah, I'm ahead of the game, ahead of lames
I'm a head case, the head nurse is getting better with
Let me network, the rest of you niggas in your lane
Know your network, now to the script, like I was saying


The hip hop Yogi Berra, New York, let's get
It took a '90's boy, to flow in era
Niggas never saw me when I write, and in a letter
I was born the son of Helen
My is Old Yeller, but a bitch dig a fella
She like the way car wheels the propellers
I 'stay like Three 6, someone tell her
Doc & Meth tough Run-DMC leather
[Method
I'm the of rock', dimes, grams and ki's
Cause the world don't give a fuck if I got a fam to
a heroin dream, smash up a fiend
You can see this pack in my jeans, put you on your lean
Yeah, back for a fit, on my shit
Got my ex back in the days, even back on my dick
is crack shit, ya'll do it big, I super size
Coke Classic, my nose in the 'cane, like Fly, cause I'm