Luyện nghe bài hát The Ill Shit

[chorus, ice
With tha and ping!
to the ill shit that I bring bring!
(repeats 4 times)

[erick
the 411?
Erick sermon, ice cube, and kam are here to get the job
So the fuck up! I have an attitude, dude, I'm 'bout ta get rude
I'm buckin' out shots during my
Right now I'm 'bout ta get corageous like the cat
Got the gat in the corner of my back so get the
The american dream, the choice pick
I more vowels than pat sajak's white bitch
I'm bad ask jackson's dad about e-double
The mack fram, the black superman made of
The mic I'm holdin' is a
E-d the green eyed bandit in raw
I'm lettin' know my territory
My ground is rugged. I kill a niggaz so fuck it!
knack paddy whack give a dog a bone
Once it's on with the brand new song, yeah boy!

God damn, not kam!
But I'm afraid so, I lay low a brick
Quick to make a cameo, so hand me your eardrum 'cause comes the 411
Little devils don't go to heaven, 187 on a saltine
Smack a, busta so don't make me have to act a fool
up? now you can determine
The west niggaz is down with erick sermon on the g tip
We trips hard on the
Three niggaz on a so listen to the ill shit
we'll get wrecked!
What you expect! a rain nigga take a chin check!

[ice
Well I go again, throwin' up the w
Ice cube and I'm down wit' crew
Pullin' up in my black 6-4
Hittin' switches but a convertible
Matched to the side, still got the 2-2
some niggaz don't believe in a gang truce
Personal shit is this? ? ? epmd, goin' out of business?
God damnit! leave my dog stranded...the green eyed bandit
Picked up kam my nigga need a ride. fuck a peace treaty
But have the 4-5...glock cocked for the clown
Yeah we down up and echoed sound
Don't ya know that we can drop 10 of these, dope
So all our enemies!