Luyện nghe bài hát Walk On

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

Yo, I ya minds like Kurt Cobain
My block is hot like Wayne; I'll pop ya little chain
I'm ready; hip hop is not 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 wouldn't whisper
I'm like, y'all can fuck y'all self; I'm getting daily
Plus keepin' it real, keep you broke, can't 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 the people like I told RZA
Man, I got and on the day that I don't, I'll let you know, nigga
Nah, no carbon copies, they got me, but they can watch me
Jewels jingling, middle at paparazzi
Not too cocky, but still, ain't too niggaz can top me
So bounce you fucks and ya shoes up, nigga
"Walk on"

Don't even blink, think fast, 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 smoke in a suit, nigga
Recognize, Sam Sneed or "back down"
You sick and tired of wack niggaz, act now
I show you how it's done, nigga, Gilla
Give you a whole clip, your 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 niggaz betting they re-ups
I milk like double D cup, plus, I air it out like a sneaker
Will win, and then "key" your car Alicia
Yup, my Meth is off the meter, more Yankee than Derek Jeter
Try'nna catch me a diva, then catch amnesia
Might the Dom, but still a don
Still got love for my baby moms, we just 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 off, really?
You ask who the best rapper in ya hood
And you mimic me, muthafucka, do it good, nigga "Walk on"