Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Hide - Method Man

Intro: Ol' Dirty + (some Jamaican woman)

Yeah!
I wanna let allllll y'all niggaz know in here
that this is that Wu-Tang
that shit that's gonna get you high... {*echoes*}
See when you your own mind, for one common cause
You see, who's the real
See you see, is you what you see
(Can I say it? a-run tings!)
Be the G
Rhymin on timin and in the to be
(Run blood tings!)
love see meeeeeeee!

[Ol' Bastard]
You're a crossbreed, I'm a seed
I want ACTION, that's what I
I put doubt in my mind
I know when I touch the mic there's the rhyme
see which is caused
when you fuck with the and positive charge
they came up, out my garage
with the hit that's gonna be
of sittin on my fuckin ass
Niggaz I know, be around with mad fuckin cash
Who the FUCK be an emcee
if you can't get paid, to be a fuckin
I came out my momma -- I'm on welfare
years old -- still on welfare!
so I gotta get fully
Whether it's or untruthfully
my Boston bloodthirsty process

Chorus: Man

em in move em in
Move em out em out
Stick it up sound*} raw hide!

[Ol' Dirty
Yea, gotta come to attack
Killin niggaz who said they got stacks, cause I give a fuck
I wanna see blood, whether it's period blood
or your fuckin face, some blood!
I'm goin out my mind!
Everytime I get around {*breathing hard*}
Let me calm down, you niggaz better start
Cause I'm comin, I'm dope like heroin
Wu-Tang Bloodkin, a goblin, who come tough like
Imagine, gettin shot up with Ol Dirty {*sucks air*}
You bound to catch AIDS or
Not I got it, but nigga if I got it you got it!
WHAT?!?

the Chef]
Yo, check the fly shit, strong like thai stick
I'll remain to tear your frame, while I freaks it
like some fly new and shit
Now EAT my shit, bitch to creep and got hit
Now regulate, and I'll be out to set up a
Wu-Tang, is bangin a Ron G tape
RZA pump the just like a shotty
me run it John Gotti
Collidin on the track, gin and watty
Check the calender, I any challenger
to step up feel the blast from the silencer

[Method
Comin soon to a near you it be the Wu
find yourself in the square and see it's true
Actual to snack on and chew
My positive energy sounds to you
A wise man killed one horse and made
Wicked women puttin blood in stew
that make the stew witches brew?
I fear for the eighty-five that don't got a
How he know what the fuck he never knew?
God-Cypher-Divine come to show and come to
A mystery god that's the work of
The Holy Ghost got you to death kid boo!

Outro: Ol' Dirty

Yeah, we gotta keep it fly
Fly for you to feel, what you to feel
See Wu-Tang like to thank, all the people the country
All the people in America, all the people outside of
for listenin to our
We gotta it fly for ya
See ain't somethin new
just gonna come out of nowhere, no!
This is OLD, and DIRTY!
and DIRTY!
Yeah.