Luyện nghe bài hát 4, 3, 2, 1

[Redman]
hah
[Method]
yeahhh

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

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

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

Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a
Turnin Christian to a sinner
The bomb I release, pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was your ex hoe
I kept low, petro' your metro
Politic, keep the chickenheads
I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen
Terrorize city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass till Timberlands turn shitty
Gritty, smack the head 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 comin til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is

I'm the illest alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown head still attatched to it
is the type who'll fight for mics
Beatin niggaz to death and beatin niggaz to life
When you look at me long enough, I start to read thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then I'll call your
like, "Yo, how rhymes you got?" I think I'll go on
for Milleniums than Mazda's got on the car lot
And there's nowhere to run ta, when I ya
Nigga, I your bluff like you had a phone number
Who see Canibus 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 doin a
when I'm blunted and I give it to any that want it

Stay out the dark, cause if I you when the sun is down
Run it clown, come up off that, or I'm gon' gun it
When in doubt, however goes, it's gon' be that
See that, that shit'll finish you dawg, believe
Where we at, do your value your life, as as your possesions?
Don't be a nigga, learn a lesson
I'm gon' get you either way, and it's better to
Let me get what's between sock, cause it's, better to give
than receive, believe 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
This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come on, you ain't that strong
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it
You'se a nigga, ski mask for it baby
so I can hit you up on teeth, you think I'm sweet?
Want heat? One deep, him behind, front seat

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

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

[LL J]
When young fantasize of borrowing flows
tell shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)
The symbol on my arm is off to challengers
You hold the rusty I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my
Your little ass be somewher cryin on detention
Watch your mouth better yet hold your
I'ma do this shit for free this time this for fun
Blow you to pieces, you covered in feces
with one thesis ("LL J is hard")
Every little boy wanna up the mic
and try to run with the big and live 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
you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin overseas
For rappers in my circle I'm a deadly
Ringmaster, a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)
In the history of rap they've never seen such
Your naive confidence gets crushed by my (word up)
Now get back to this mic on my arm
If it ever left my side it'd transform a time bomb
You don't wanna borrow that, you wanna
And you wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize
And I'm every MC in the game
to play yourself out position, and mention my
I make a for every syllable in your name
Go platinum for time your grimy ass was on the train
Watch your don't ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga, of all time