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
[Redman] watch yo mouth!

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

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

Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, it on a nigga
Turnin Christian to a certified
The bomb I release, pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was hittin ex hoe
I kept low, petro' your metro
Politic, keep the gobblin
Shit I'm drivin in, come funk halogen
Terrorize city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass till both turn shitty
Gritty, smack the head in the chin see
When I approach be takin notes
I drop like I invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to to the roots
I keep comin til your pour sperm your boots
hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my is anemic

I'm the illest nigga alive, me prove it
I snatch your witcha head 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 I'll call your bluff
like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?" I 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 your bluff like you had a phone number
Who wanna see Canibus get wild, who act fly and
get shot down a surface-to-air missile
I take em on in all shapes sizes and and spit on
who ain't close enough to shit on
Zero to I'm already doin a hundred
when I'm blunted and I give it to any nigga that it

Stay out the dark, if I catch 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 your life, as much 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 what's between 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 is out, they don't come back on
This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on, you ain't 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 teeth, you think I'm sweet?
Want One deep, leave him behind, front seat

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

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

[LL J]
When young sons of borrowing flows
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 swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you up in my dimension
Your little ass should be somewher on detention
Watch your mouth better yet your tongue
do this shit for free this time this one's for fun
Blow you to pieces, you covered in feces
with one ("LL Cool J is hard")
little boy wanna pick up the mic
and try to run with the big boys and live up to the hype
But that's like pickin up a ball, with Mike
Swingin at Ken or challengin Roy to a fight
Snappin, you MC's
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 never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence crushed by my dominance (word up)
Now get back to this mic on my arm
If it ever left my side it'd into a time bomb
You wanna borrow that, you wanna idolize
And you don't wanna me mad nigga 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 syllable in your
Go platinum for every your grimy ass was on the train
Watch your mouth don't step out of line
LL J nigga, greatest of all time