Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Dope Nigga

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

Check out the, attraction, black man in action
The orangutan remain a captain
You need a boost, I'm the right to tap in
Cause hip hop is lame, the whole is lacking
I make my commission off, weed and
Chicks wanna spread rumors Club New Vogue
But I it like my
Ruff-ruff-ruff-ruff, we don't them hoes
Each flow that I'm sound mall nutrition
But it's phat when the in, boy, I mean business
We got beef for the teeth, with soy niggas
& Method Man, stay in the lab
America meet the new & Cash
Hip hop is in trouble, I on the pad
Rappers feature me, I'm like give me a math
I'm like "nah", I'm a keep it funky,
Talk 20, cause for money, I"m a junkie
Method Man (Redman)]
I'm dope, (yeah, that's what the say)
(Frank Lucas the pen, get at me, ok?)
I'm dope, nigga, needle stuck in the arm
Hustle til the is gone, never tuck in my charm, cause I'm
I'm dope, (now I'm out to my dope)
(Nino takeover, that's how I roll)
Now let me witcha, hard when the kid on the job
Keep a step of the law, push the peddle and floor
[Method
I got small change, my nigga, quarters, nickels & dimes
I might cop a little shine, pistol, a nine
I can't deal 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 heroin in it's
While the game is on it's decline, on my define
I fine rhyme and easy, but I ain't easy to
Number one on my to do list, please believe me, crime
Ain't the tom foolery, Meth, if you don't know that
I'm a bet on what to do me, yet, go 'head and Google me
Your boy flow fluently, yes, still got Wu in me
Screw it, let me do it to death, the eulogy
Ah-hah, I'm ahead of the game, of these lames
I'm a head case, the head nurse is getting better brain
Let me network, the rest of you niggas stay in lane
Know your network, now back to the script, like I was


The hip hop Yogi Berra, New York, get together
It took a '90's boy, to in your era
Niggas saw me when I write, and signed in a letter
I was the son of Helen Keller
My skin is Old Yeller, but a dig a fella
She like the way car wheels flip the
I 'stay fly' like Three 6, someone her
Doc & Meth like Run-DMC leather
Man:]
I'm the 'king of rock', dimes, grams and
Cause the world don't give a fuck if I got a fam to
This a heroin dream, smash up a
You can see this pack in my jeans, put you on your lean
Yeah, back for a fit, back on my
Got my ex from back in the days, even back on my
This is shit, ya'll do it big, I super size
Coke Classic, my nose in the 'cane, like Super Fly, I'm