Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man

M E T H O D man
M E T H O D man
M E T H O D man
M E T H O D man

Hey you get off my
Let me get raw my southpaw style
Mover, on a fat blunt from Cuba
It's the Meth jet to Cal, I'm the Buddha

Monk on the hunt for gun foes
I keeps you open like a slug the shotgun punk
Double-barrel, Meth bring it to them proper
Partner, you ain't got no in Mi Casa

up, you movin' too fast so baby wait up
Took one, added seven more, now you up
Get on wit' your bad self
Get on down, to the sound, come on

Few can ever get this whole legit
See you all up in my, but you know
What's your of a real M C
From you dedicated, hey it must be me

Meth Tical, a descendant of the loud hip hop
I go on to the of dawn and just don't stop
Give me the green light and the one way
you had your left today

Move it in, move it out, it in, pull it out
Shake it up, shake it down, on down, Meth Tical
Oh I often pray I will, but today I am still just a

M E T H O D, Man
M E T H O D, Man
M E T H O D, Man
M E T H O D, Man

Rappers can't get with the extra wicked
Rap is bangin' like butter on a biscuit
A tisket, a tasket I'm not to have it
Mic up [Incomprehensible]

I break it down, I get for my crowd
[Incomprehensible], dirty like a underground

[Incomprehensible] bird, that's my word
I kick the bucket, I'm a kick 'em to the dirt
Check out the cloud, out from the mouth
Other got mad love for new style for the hood

Hey enter the square if you without a fro, I'm so raw that I'm real
I'm to the country, I'm goin' to the fair
To see the Senorita, with in her hair
And get mine, 'cuz she me long time

Bartender more wine

Get in for the
M E T H O D, Man
M E T H O D, Man
M E T H O D, Man
Here I am, here I am, the Man

Wu-Tang, killer bees on the
It ain't no more

1993 to '94, the raw
It's our secret, never the Wu-Tang