Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man

From the slums of Shaolin, Clan strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Bastard, Inspecktah Deck, Raekwon the Chef
You-God, Ghost Face 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 they come to a
I am here I am, the Method Man
Patty cake patty hey the method man
eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a
Band, I be Sam Sam I am
And I eat green eggs and ham
Style will hit ya, wham!, then
You be like oh shit the jam
Turn it up now me get buck wu-wu-wild
I'm about to light me up
Upside inside and outside
Hittin you every angle there's no doubt
I am, the one and Method Man
The master of the plan wrappin' shit like
Wrap, with some of and some of that
Hold up (what?) I tawt I tat I tat
there, but I think he best to beware
Of the dog shit right here
Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yo
Like Deck said ain't your average flow
Comin' like rah ooh ah kah
Tell me how ya like it so far paw
The in motion coast to coast and
Rub it on skin like lotion
What's the commotion, oh my
Another corn chopped by the Wu-Tang
Hey hey hey like Fat
It's the Method Man ain't no if ands it
It's the

All right, y'all get ya Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
Don't your forty
And we do it like this

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

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

Uhh
H-U-F-F and I puff
Blow like snow the cold wind's blowin'
Zoom, I hit the mic like
Wrote a song about it to hear it here it goes
what exactly is a pantie raider
Ill behavior savior or flavor
All of the above oh plus I do so
Also I'm the man call me super
Not an Joe with an average flow
Doing average things with average
Yo I'm super I'll 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 lifted as I kick
and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded I click bang dang
A Wu-Tang hits your brain
J-U-M-P and I thump
Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty
Wow, the Shaolin' is all in me
Child, the whole isle is callin' me
P-A-N-T-Y R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and me
Ooh I be the super
Chim chimmeny chim cherie
a flow and flow fancy free
Now how many licks does it
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll of a break
Peep and don't sleep the crews mad deep
motherfuckers like bleach
So to each and crew
clear like glass I can see right through
You're whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all cause you
And ya didn't have 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 the slums of Shaolin
Wu-Tang Bee's on a swarm
(Your soul have just been taken through the 36 of death, kid)

(Word to mother, Method Man off, peace)