Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man

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

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

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

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

Uhh
H-U-F-F huff and I
Blow snow when the cold wind's blowin'
Zoom, I hit the mic like
Wrote a song it like to hear it here it goes
Question what exactly is a raider
Ill behavior savior or flavor
All of the above oh yeah I do so
Also flam I'm the man me super
Not an average Joe with an flow
Doing average things with average
Yo I'm super I'll make a squirm
For my, Sperm (check it)
it I give it to ya raw butt naked
I sex pass the Method
Let's get as I kick ballistics
Missiles and shoot like a pistol
Clip is when I click bang dang
A Wu-Tang hits your brain
J-U-M-P jump and I
Make girls rumps pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the style 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 sperm
Chim chimmeny chim cherie
Freak a and flow fancy free
Now how many does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll of a break
Peep and don't the crews mad deep Wu-Tang
Fading motherfuckers like
So to each and crew
You're clear like glass I can see through
You're whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all cause you
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 the slums of Shaolin
Wu-Tang Killa Bee's on a
(Your have just been taken through the 36 chambers of death, kid)

(Word to mother, Man signing off, peace)