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

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

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

On Mcs cliche, shot ricochets
Start bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
love me, God no one above me
Look good but ugly, tap your jaw

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

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

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

When I approach rappers be notes
I drop like I invented the raincoat
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 is anemic

Im the nigga alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha head still to it
is the type wholl 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 enough, and then Ill call your bluff
Like, yo, how rhymes you got? I think Ill go on
For millenniums than Mazdas got on the car lot

And nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya
Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a phone
Who wanna see canibus get wild, who act fly
And get shot with a surface-to-air missile

I em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on
Anybody who aint enough to shit on
to sixty? Im already doin' a hundred
When Im blunted and I give it to any nigga that it

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

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

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

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

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

When young sons 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 swords I swing the Excalibur

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

Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in
With one thesis, LL J is hard
little boy wanna pick up the mic
And try to run with the big and live up to the real hype

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

For rappers in my Im a deadly disease
Ringmaster, bringin' a cub to his knees
In the history of rap theyve never seen prominence
Your naive confidence crushed by my dominance, word up

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

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