Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Herd Dis B4

[Intro: (Redman)]
than Atlantis (yeah)
I pray like a prayin (yeah)
all day (yeah!)
Doc and Meth nigga (Red and Meth's in the motherfuckin yo)
Brick City, yeah! Island, yeah!
go (oh, yup! Let's go, yo)

[Chorus:
Yeah, I'm comin down yo'
And my sound's so loud it'll make a STOP
He who remains on top
Let a motherfucker know, you heard this befo'
Yeah, I'm down yo' block
And my sound's so loud make a bitch STOP
She recognize who on top
Let a motherfucker know, you never heard befo'

Y'all know nigga...
Yo, it's Funk Doc, my never change
Boy I think I still got it, like Cane
Cause, like this, I bring the pain
Introducin 11th member of Wu-Tang, Liu
Doc's spittin, out the palms
Sign the check and, me and the get it on
If rap fail, you can bet I'm porn
My is Deep, we know how to ride in the "Storm"
I'm like Vince Vaughn, I it "Old School"
For the I go to war like two-twos
it on YouTube, tell 'em I'm ready
Biggie he got room for me when I'm ready
lane livin, Mario Andretti
Greasy lookin like characters in "Belly"
Close eardrums, this a recordin
Don't be unaware like the of New Orleans, nigga!

[Method
These niggaz, wanna be Biggie, wanna be Tupac
The only niggaz is you not - look
I got this dillinger, one shot for killin ya
If you la familia nigga, I'm not feelin ya
Tsst, wheelie the block, watch the billin
We are hip-hop, real and you not, lock the
Got them Ziplocks, of weed, countin some G's
Up in this bitch spot, a nigga like me, I don't do tight
Or flip-flops, been a goon since the
And my dad had that chain with the spoons
Check the wristwatch - deposit the
Ain't hard to tell that he a big shot - don't plot on my
I carry the "Faith" like Big 'Pac - I the weight
See y'all don't get too away, and pay me what my salary say
Ha, Meth Doc, gettin that
Fuck feelings, this is hard rock, stirrin the pot
Watch me get 'em this, hah

w/ Redman ad libs]

Yeah, aiyyo, get that rap on lock, NOTHIN
Rhymes like need E on production
Lil' kids listenin, we might 'em
"Public Enemy", D can't trust 'em
ain't Justin, but I rock "Timberlands"
Doctor, right, with the in
Get it? New Jersey Drive midget
Ask five-oh and how I whip it
Yo Meth, can you it?

Man:]
Yes I can
And the "Kid" stay "Frost" like a
What's good Crops and candy cane, I got those
357's and three dice, I those
Every talkin 'bout he hot, he not though
Hate to bubbles but that's what niggaz get popped fo'
- I got my glove, bat and ball
Catch me pitchin in the trap slingin raps and all
go!

Ha ha!