Luyện nghe bài hát 4, 3, 2, 1

[Redman]
hah
[Method]
[Redman]

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

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

Man]
Playin my position, hot
This one, for all the ones, confliction
Posionous darts sickening, believe
finger itchin two broke legs, now I'm trippin
on MC's cliche, shot ricochets
trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap jaw
from my punch, watch son and you
Got you in your last Huggie, runnin who?
Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin
A single shot make your knees knock, 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 hittin ex hoe
Shit I low, petro' your metro
Politic, keep the chickenheads
Shit I'm drivin in, with funk halogen
Terrorize your city, from the spliff
Kick ass till both turn shitty
Gritty, the driver's head in the chin see
When I approach rappers be notes
I like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the
I keep comin til your pour from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the
Tell you you my attitude is anemic

I'm the illest alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha still attatched to it
is the type who'll fight for mics
Beatin to death and beatin dead niggaz to life
you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then I'll your bluff
like, "Yo, how many you got?" I think I'll go on
for more Milleniums than got on the car lot
And there's nowhere to run ta, when I ya
Nigga, I call your bluff you had a phone number
Who wanna see Canibus get wild, who act fly and
get shot with a surface-to-air 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 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 gun it down
When in doubt, skull goes, it's gon' be that
See that, that shit'll finish you dawg, believe
Where we at, do your value life, as much as your possesions?
Don't be a stupid nigga, learn a
I'm gon' get you either way, and it's to live
Let me get what's your sock, cause it's, better to give
than receive, believe I say when I tell you
Don't make me put somewhere where nobody'll smell you
And when the lights is out, don't come back on
This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on, you ain't that
You it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You'se a pink nigga, ski mask for it
so I can hit you up on teeth, you think I'm sweet?
Want heat? One deep, leave him behind, seat

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

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

[LL J]
When young fantasize of borrowing flows
tell little shorty with the big mouth the 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 should be somewher cryin on
your mouth better yet hold your tongue
I'ma do shit for free this time this one's for fun
Blow you to pieces, you covered in feces
one thesis ("LL Cool J is hard")
Every boy wanna pick up the mic
and try to run with the big and live up to the real hype
But that's like pickin up a ball, playin with
Swingin at Ken Griffey or 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 disease
Ringmaster, bringin a tiger cub to his (uhh)
In the of rap they've never seen such prominence
Your confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)
Now let's get back to mic on my arm
If it left my side it'd transform into a time bomb
You don't wanna that, you wanna idolize
And you don't wanna make me mad nigga you wanna
And I'm every MC in the game
to play yourself out position, and my name
I make a rhyme for every syllable in your
Go for every time your grimy ass was on the train
Watch mouth don't ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga, of all time