Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Herd Dis B4

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

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

Y'all already nigga...
Yo, it's Funk Doc, my never change
Boy I think I still got it, like Cane
Cause, nights like this, I bring the
Introducin 11th member of Wu-Tang, Liu
Doc's spittin, fire out the
the check and, me and the world 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 Vince Vaughn, I keep it "Old School"
For the family I go to war like
Throw it on YouTube, 'em I'm ready
said he got room for me when I'm ready
Fast lane livin, Andretti
lookin like them characters in "Belly"
Close eardrums, this a recordin
be unaware like the mayor 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 ain't la nigga, I'm not feelin ya
Tsst, hot; wheelie the block, watch the
We are hip-hop, and you not, lock the buildin
Got them Ziplocks, ounces of weed, countin G's
Up in this bitch spot, a nigga like me, I don't do tees
Or flip-flops, been a goon the womb
And my dad had that chain with the spoons
Check the wristwatch - the guns
Ain't to tell that he a big shot - don't plot on my ones
I carry the "Faith" like Big 'Pac - I carry the
See y'all don't get too carried away, and pay me my salary say
Ha, Doc, gettin that guap
Fuck your feelings, is hard rock, stirrin the pot
Watch me get 'em this, hah

w/ Redman ad libs]

Yeah, aiyyo, get that rap game on lock,
Rhymes like ours E on production
Lil' listenin, we might corrupt 'em
"Public Enemy", D can't trust 'em
Name ain't Justin, but I "Timberlands"
Doctor, right, the penicillin in
Get it? New Drive like midget
Ask and Dee-Bo how I whip it
Yo Meth, can you it?

[Method
Yes I can
And the "Kid" "Frost" like a Mexican
good vatos? Crops and candy cane, I got those
357's and three dice, I shot
rapper talkin 'bout he hot, he not though
Hate to bust bubbles but what niggaz get popped fo'
Look - I got my glove, bat and
me pitchin in the trap slingin drug raps and all
go!

Ha ha!