Luyện nghe bài hát The Ill Shit

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

sermon]
What's the
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 during my interlude
Right about now I'm ta get corageous like the cat
Got the gat in the corner of my so get the bozack
The american dream, the choice pick
I flip more than pat sajak's white bitch
I'm bad ask michael dad about e-double
The fram, the black superman made of steel
The mic I'm is a samson
E-d the green bandit in raw fashion
I'm lettin' niggaz my territory
My ground is rugged. I kill a million niggaz so it!
Nick knack paddy give a dog a bone
Once again it's on with the 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 cracker
Smack a, paranoid busta so don't 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 on a mission so listen to the ill shit
'cause get wrecked!
What you expect! fuck a rain nigga a chin check!

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