Luyện nghe bài hát 4, 3, 2, 1

[Redman]
hah
[Method]
[Redman]

[LL J] Make it butter
[Redman] I'm gonna bounce!
[LL J] No doubt
Aiyyo watch yo mouth!

[Redman] Aiyyo, one two three four six seven
the hot
[LL Cool J] trizack that sound like
Seven six four three two one
My mon Meth-Tical come and get

[Method
Playin my position, hot
This one, for all the ones, confliction
Posionous darts sickening, believe
finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm
on MC's cliche, shot ricochets
trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta me, G-O-D no one above me
good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
from my punch, watch son and you
Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin
Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin
A single shot your knees knock, respect Wu

Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, it on a nigga
Turnin to a certified sinner
The bomb I release, pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was your ex hoe
Shit I kept low, petro' metro
Politic, keep the chickenheads
Shit I'm in, come with funk halogen
Terrorize city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass till both Timberlands turn
Gritty, smack the driver's head in the see
When I approach be takin notes
I drop I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I to burn to the roots
I keep comin til pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante to the penis
Tell you you my attitude is anemic

I'm the illest nigga alive, me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha still attatched to it
Canibus is the who'll fight for mics
Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead to life
When you look at me enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was enough, and then I'll call your bluff
like, "Yo, how many you got?" I think I'll go on
for more than Mazda's got on the car lot
And there's nowhere to run ta, I confront ya
Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a number
Who wanna see get wild, who wanna act fly and
get shot down with a missile
I take em on in all sizes and forms and spit on
anybody who close enough to shit on
Zero to sixty? I'm already a hundred
when I'm and I give it to any nigga that want it

Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you the sun is down
Run it clown, come up off that, or I'm gon' gun it
When in doubt, however skull goes, it's gon' be
See that, that finish you dawg, believe that
Where we at, do your value life, as much as your possesions?
be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson
I'm gon' get you way, and it's better to live
Let me get what's between your sock, it's, better to give
than receive, what I say when I tell you
Don't make me put your somewhere where nobody'll you
And when the lights is out, they come back on
ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on, you ain't that strong
You it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You'se a pink nigga, ski for it baby
so I can hit you up on front teeth, you I'm sweet?
Want One deep, leave him behind, front seat

Aiyyo, one
two
[Red]
[Meth]
five
six
[Red]
Blaze the hot
[Method] Shine heaven

six
[Meth]
[Red]
three
two
one
[Redman] Come on Mr. Smith, get some!

[LL J]
When young sons fantasize of borrowing
tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is (yeah, word up)
The symbol on my arm is off to challengers
You hold the rusty I swing the Excalibur
How you step up in my dimension
Your little ass be somewher cryin on detention
Watch your mouth better yet your tongue
I'ma do shit for free this time this one's for fun
you to pieces, leave you covered in feces
with one thesis ("LL J is hard")
little boy wanna pick up the mic
and try to run with the big boys and live up to the real
But that's like pickin up a ball, playin Mike
Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin Roy to a
Snappin, you ameteur
you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin overseas
For rappers in my circle I'm a disease
Ringmaster, bringin a cub to his knees (uhh)
In the history of rap never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence gets by my dominance (word up)
Now let's get to this mic on my arm
If it ever left my side transform into a time bomb
You don't borrow that, you wanna idolize
And you don't make me mad nigga you wanna socalize
And I'm daring MC in the game
to play yourself out position, and mention my
I make a rhyme for every syllable in name
Go platinum for every time your ass was on the train
Watch mouth don't ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga, of all time