Luyện nghe bài hát Walk On

[Intro: (Method Man)]
"Walk on" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Man]
It's Meth, on that old shit
Pick my hos with the finger I pick my nose with
These flows get hotter than chicks
Get the picture, I'm
Got but cock for cockroaches
Bitch, I'm before you notice
Ducking these coppers trying to they quotas
you with the bricks and the baking sodas
Me and my soldier, we over, taking payola
From all stations and record labels, raping the culture
them niggaz
"Walk on"

Yo, I blow ya minds Kurt Cobain
My block is hot like Lil' Wayne; I'll pop ya chain
I'm ready; hip hop is not be the same
Like the Roc and Dame, I'll dot the little change,
I scared, boy, yes sir
If I wasn't a beast, you niggaz whisper
I'm like, can fuck y'all self; I'm getting paid daily
Plus keepin' it real, keep you broke, can't tell me,
"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 carbon copies, ain't got me, but they can watch me
Jewels jingling, middle finger at
Not too cocky, but still, ain't too niggaz can top me
So bounce you and pull ya shoes up, nigga
"Walk on"

Don't even blink, think fast, make the right
Got a gun on ya, Pinky had on Ice Cube
I play, homey, I got my stripes, too
I'mma sky high-a-trist, I smoke in a suit, nigga
Recognize, Sam Sneed or "back down"
You sick and tired of niggaz, then act now
I show you how it's done, nigga, House
Give you a whole clip, turn movie theater out, nigga
"Walk on"
[Method
And put ya feet up, I'm shaking 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
win, and then "key" your car like Alicia
Yup, my is off the meter, more Yankee caps than Derek Jeter
Try'nna me a diva, then I'mma catch amnesia
Might spill the Dom, but a don
Still got for my baby moms, we just don't get along, hold the fuck on
"Walk on"

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