Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man

From the slums of Shaolin, Clan strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bastard, Deck, Raekwon the Chef
You-God, Ghost Killer and the 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
You don't know me and you know my style
Who be gettin' flam when come to a jam?
Here I am I am, the Method Man
cake patty cake hey the method man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not
In fact I snap back a rubber
Band, I be Sam Sam I am
And I eat green eggs and ham
will hit ya, wham!, then goddamn
You be like oh that's the jam
it up now hear me get buck wu-wu-wild
I'm about to blow me up
downside inside and outside
Hittin you from angle there's no doubt
I am, the one and only Man
The master of the plan wrappin' like Saran
Wrap, with of this and some of that
Hold up (what?) I I tat I putty tat
Over there, but I think he to beware
Of the diggy dog right here
Yippy yippy yay yah yippy yo
Like Deck said this ain't your flow
Comin' rah ooh ah achie kah
me how ya like it so far baby paw
The poetry's in coast to coast and
Rub it on your like lotion
What's the commotion, oh my
Another chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey hey hey Fat Albert
It's the Method Man ain't no if about it
the Method

All right, get ya White Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
Don't forget forty
And we gonna do it this

I got, fat of skunk
I got, Owl blunts
And I'm about to go get
Yes I'm to go get lifted

I got, a forty
I got, a shorty
And I'm to go and stick it
Yes I'm to go and stick it

Uhh
H-U-F-F huff and I
Blow like snow when the wind's blowin'
Zoom, I hit the mic boom
Wrote a song about it like to hear it it goes
Question exactly is a pantie raider
Ill behavior savior or major
All of the above oh yeah I do so
Also flam I'm the man call me
Not an Joe with an average flow
average things with average hoes
Yo I'm super make a bitch squirm
For my, Sperm (check it)
Check it I give it to ya raw butt
I sex pass the Method
Let's get as I kick ballistics
and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click bang
A slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P jump and I
Make girls rumps pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin' is all in me
Child, the whole isle is callin' me
P-A-N-T-Y mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or and turn me
Ooh I be the super
Chim chimmeny chim chim
a flow and flow fancy free
Now how many licks it take
For me to hit the Tootsie center of a break
and don't sleep the crews mad deep Wu-Tang
Fading motherfuckers like
So to each and crew
You're like glass I can see right through
You're whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all you vic'd
And ya have friends to begin with
I'm

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

I am, here I am, the Method Man

Straight from the slums of
Killa Bee's on a swarm
(Your soul have just taken through the 36 chambers of death, kid)

(Word to mother, Man signing off, peace)