Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man - Bring Da Pain

Basically, fuck with me

one:]

I came to the pain hardcore from the brain
Let's go my astral plane
Find out my based on instrumental
Records hey, so I can monumental
Methods, I'm not the
But niggaz is I stick em for the cream
Check it, just how deep can get
Deep as the abyss and is mad fish accept it
In your colour, clothes you've crossed over
Then got totally krossed out and kris
Who da boss? get tossed to the side
And I'm the dark of the force
Of it's the method, man from the wu-tang clan
I be hectic, and for the head piece protect it
Fuck it, two in a bucket, niggaz want the ruckus
Bustin at me bruh, now it
Styles, I gets
Method man on some shit, niggaz files
I'm sick, insane, crazy, drivin daisy
Out her fuckin mind now I got I'm swayze

Is it son, is it really real son
Let me it's real son, if it's really real
I could feel son, load it up and kill one
Want it raw deal son, if it's real

booster]

And I was a lil stereo (stereo)
I to some champion (champion)
I always (wondered)
Will now I be the numba (tical! hahaha)
Now you listen to de (gargon!)
And de gargon
And any man dat test me (test me)
Me lick out dem brains (it's like that)

[verse

Brothers want to hang with the meth bring the
The only way you hang is by the nigga poke
Off the set comin to your
Take it as a threat, better yet it's a
Comin a vet on some old vietnam shit
Nigga you can bet your bottom dollar hey I bomb
And gonna get even worse word to god
It's the wu through sickin niggaz for they garments
Movin on left, southpaw em it's the meth
to represent and carve my name in your chest
You can test realize you're no contest
Son I'm the gun that won old wild west
on the draw with my hands on the four
Nine three eleven the rugged rhymes galore
Check it cause I think not when this like proper
be the proof while I'm drinkin 90 proof
Huh vodka, no oj, no
you give it to me aiy, give it to me raw
I've learned you drink absolut straight it burns
Enough to give my chest hairs a
I don't need a chemical blow to a hoe
All I is chemical bank to pay da mo'

What, basically that, meth-tical, ninety-four
up we be hazardous *car crashing* *horn passing me*
Northern brown mustard hoes
We have to you
[horn sound of car by]

I'll fuckin, I'll cut your kneecaps off
And make you kneel in some staircase

I'll fuckin, cut eyelids off
And feed you nuthin but sleepin

You
(so? ? ) so the hoe
the hoe

(look at nigga, this motherfuckin...)