Luyện nghe bài hát 4, 3, 2, 1

[Redman]
hah
[Method]
[Redman]

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

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

[Method
my position, hot Nixon
This one, for all the sick ones,
darts sickening, best believe
finger itchin two broke legs, now I'm trippin
on MC's cliche, shot that
start trouble bubbles, hip to wicked ways
love me, G-O-D 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 through
A single shot make your knock, respect Wu

Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a
Christian to a certified 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, the chickenheads gobblin
Shit I'm in, come with funk halogen
your city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass till both Timberlands turn
Gritty, smack the driver's in the chin see
When I approach rappers be takin
I like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to to the roots
I keep comin til your pour sperm from your
Vigilante hardcore to the
you fuck you my attitude is anemic

I'm the illest alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your witcha head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type fight for mics
Beatin niggaz to and beatin dead niggaz to life
When you at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then 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 to run ta, when I confront ya
Nigga, I call your like you had a phone number
Who see Canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and
get shot down a surface-to-air missile
I take em on in all shapes and forms and spit on
anybody who ain't enough to shit on
Zero to I'm already doin a hundred
when I'm blunted and I give it to any 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, 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 stupid nigga, a lesson
I'm gon' get you either way, and it's to live
Let me get between your sock, cause it's, better to give
than receive, believe what I say I tell you
Don't make me put your where nobody'll smell you
And when the lights is out, they don't 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
a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
so I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I'm
heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat

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

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

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