Luyện nghe bài hát The Ill Shit

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

sermon]
What's the
sermon, ice cube, and kam are here to get the job done
So back the fuck up! I have an attitude, dude, I'm 'bout ta get
I'm buckin' out during my interlude
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 people pick
I flip vowels than pat sajak's white bitch
I'm bad ask michael jackson's dad about
The mack fram, the superman made of steel
The mic I'm holdin' is a
E-d the green eyed in raw fashion
I'm lettin' niggaz know my
My ground is rugged. I kill a million so fuck it!
Nick 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 so, I lay low like 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 cracker
Smack a, paranoid so don't make me have to act a fool
What's up? now you can
The west coast is down with erick sermon on the g tip
We trips hard on the
niggaz on a mission so listen to the ill shit
'cause get wrecked!
What you expect! fuck a rain take a chin check!

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