Luyện nghe bài hát 4, 3, 2, 1 (E-Dub Remix)

Aiyyo, one, two, three, four, five, six,
Blaze the hot that sound like heaven
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
My mon methtical and get some

my position, hot Nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, ion
Poisonous darts sickenin', best
Finger with two broke legs, now Im trippin

On Mcs cliche, shot ricochets
trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, God no one me
good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw

From my punch sunnin' you
Got you shittin' in last huggie, runnin' who?
Fuckin' punk, get a bump comin' through
A single shot make your knees knock, wu

I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga
Turnin' to a certified sinner
The bomb I release, time up
you got set up I was hittin' your ex hoe
Shit I kept low, your metro

Politic, keep the chicken heads
Shit Im drivin' in, come with funk
Terrorize your city, from the spliff
ass till both timberlands turn shitty
Gritty, smack the head in the chin' see

When I approach rappers be notes
I drop like I shoulda invented the
Absolute, I love to to the roots
I keep comin' til your pour sperm from boots
hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is

Im the nigga alive, watch me prove it
I your crown witcha head still attached to it
Canibus is the wholl fight for mics
Beatin' niggaz to death and dead niggaz to life

When you look at me long enough, I start to your thoughts
If the signal was strong enough, and then Ill call your
Like, yo, how many you got? I think Ill go on
For more millenniums than got on the car lot

And theres 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 with a missile

I take em on in all sizes and forms and spit on
Anybody who aint close enough to on
Zero to Im already doin' a hundred
When Im and I give it to any nigga that want it

out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is down
Run it clown, up off that, or Im gon gun it down
When in doubt, however skull goes, its gon be
See that, that shitll finish you dawg, believe

Where we at, do your value your life, as as your possessions?
Dont be a stupid niggs, learn a
Im gon get you way, and its better to live
Let me get whats your sock, cause its, better to give

Than receive, believe what I say I tell you
Dont me put your somewhere where nobodyll smell you
And when the is out, they dont come back on
This aint a flick you gon come back on, you aint that strong

You it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
Youse a nigga, ski mask for it, baby
So I can hit you up on front teeth, you think Im
heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat

Aiyyo, one, two, three, four, five, six,
Blaze the hot that sound like heaven
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
My mon methtical and get some

When young sons fantasize of borrowing
Tell little Shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed, yeah, up
The on my arm is off limits to challengers
You the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur

How dare you step up in my
Your little ass be somewhere cryin' on detention
Watch your better yet hold your tongue
Ima do this shit for free this time ones for fun

Blow you to pieces, leave you in feces
With one thesis, LL Cool J is
Every little boy pick up the mic
And try to run with the big boys and up to the real hype

But thats like pickin' up a ball, playin' Mike
Swingin' at Ken or challengin' Roy to a fight
Snappin, you mcs
Dont you Im like the dream team tourin' overseas

For in my circle Im a deadly disease
Ringmaster, a tiger cub to his knees
In the history of rap theyve never seen such
Your confidence gets crushed by my dominance, word up

Now lets get back to mic on my arm
If it ever my side itd transform into a time bomb
You dont borrow that, you wanna idolize
And you dont wanna make me mad nigga you socialize

And Im every mc in the game
To yourself out position, and mention my name
I make a rhyme for every syllable in your
Go platinum for time your grimy ass was on the train
your mouth dont ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga, of all time