Luyện nghe bài hát 4, 3, 2, 1

Aiyyo, one, two, three, four, five, six,
the hot trizack 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 that
Start bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta me, God no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap jaw

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

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

Politic, keep the heads gobblin'
Shit Im drivin' in, 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 takin'
I drop I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolute, I to burn to the roots
I keep comin' til your pour sperm from boots
Vigilante hardcore to the
Tell you you my attitude is anemic

Im the illest nigga alive, watch me it
I snatch your witcha head still attached to it
Canibus is the type wholl for mics
Beatin' niggaz to and beatin' dead niggaz to life

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

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

I take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and on
Anybody who aint close to shit on
Zero to sixty? Im doin' a hundred
When Im and I give it to any nigga that want it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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