Luyện nghe bài hát Walk On

[Intro: (Method Man)]
"Walk on" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Man]
It's Meth, back on that old
Pick my hos the same finger I pick my nose with
These flows get hotter than most
Get the picture, I'm
Got nothing but cock for
Bitch, I'm gone before you
Ducking these trying to make they quotas
Spot you with the bricks and the sodas
Me and my soldier, we over, taking payola
all these stations and record labels, raping the culture
Tell them
"Walk on"

Yo, I blow ya minds Kurt Cobain
My block is hot like Wayne; I'll pop ya little chain
I'm hip hop is not gon' be the same
Like the Roc and Dame, I'll dot the change, nigga
I scared, boy, yes sir
If I wasn't a beast, you niggaz whisper
I'm like, y'all can y'all self; I'm getting paid daily
Plus it real, keep you broke, can't tell me, nigga
"Walk on"
Man]
Huh, now figure, I give a --
And any chick caught with dirt under her nail's a digger
Yeah, I tell the like I told RZA
Man, I got Meth and on the day I don't, I'll let you know, nigga
Nah, no copies, they ain't got me, but they can watch me
Jewels jingling, finger at paparazzi
Not too cocky, but still, ain't too niggaz can top me
So you fucks and pull ya shoes up, nigga
"Walk on"

Don't blink, think fast, make the right move
Got a gun on ya, like had on Ice Cube
I play, homey, I got my stripes, too
I'mma sky high-a-trist, I in a flight suit, nigga
Recognize, like Sam or "back down"
You sick and tired of niggaz, then act now
I show you how it's done, nigga, House
you a whole clip, turn your movie theater out, nigga
"Walk on"
[Method
And put ya feet up, I'm these dice, so put ya g's up
Sit back and light a tree up while betting they re-ups
I milk like double D cup, plus, I air it out like a sneaker
Will win, and "key" your car like Alicia
Yup, my is off the meter, more Yankee caps than Derek Jeter
catch me a diva, then I'mma catch amnesia
Might spill the Dom, but a don
Still got love for my moms, we just don't get along, hold the fuck on
"Walk on"

Allow me to reintroduce -- nah, I don't it
If you ain't got it '92, nigga, beat it
Hop in the quarter-to-seven, two-seater
Pull out a hammer, big as a cleaner
Nigga, I heavy, bitch, I roll steady
Get that dough Reggie, me fall off,
You better ask who the best rapper in ya
And when you mimic me, muthafucka, do it good, "Walk on"