Luyện nghe bài hát 4, 3, 2, 1

[Redman]
hah
[Method]
[Redman]

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

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

[Method
Playin my position, hot
This one, for all the sick ones,
Posionous darts sickening, best
finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm
on MC's cliche, shot ricochets
start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked
Gotta love me, no one above me
Look good but ugly, tap your jaw
from my punch, your son and you
Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin
punk, get a speed bump comin through
A single shot make your knees knock, Wu

Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a
Turnin Christian to a certified
The I release, time pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was your ex hoe
Shit I kept low, petro' your
Politic, keep the gobblin
Shit I'm drivin in, come funk halogen
Terrorize your city, from the spliff
ass till both Timberlands turn shitty
Gritty, smack the driver's in the chin see
I approach rappers be takin notes
I like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the
I keep comin til your pour sperm your boots
Vigilante to the penis
Tell you you my attitude is anemic

I'm the illest nigga alive, watch me it
I your crown witcha head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type who'll for mics
Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead to life
you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and I'll call your bluff
like, "Yo, how rhymes you got?" I think I'll go on
for more Milleniums than got on the car lot
And there's to run ta, when I confront ya
Nigga, I your bluff like you had a phone number
Who wanna see Canibus get wild, who act fly and
get shot with a surface-to-air missile
I em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on
anybody who ain't close to shit on
Zero to sixty? I'm already a hundred
when I'm blunted and I give it to any nigga want it

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

Aiyyo, one
two
[Red]
[Meth]
five
six
[Red]
the hot trizack
[Method] like heaven

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

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