4,3,2,1 [Video Version; Version]

4,3,2,1 [Video Version; Version] madadaling guitar chords ni Redman, Dmx, Ll Cool J And Method Man

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    • Verse 1
    Huh 

    Ha (ha), yeah 
    (yeah) 

    Make it 
    butter (ay caramba) 


    Bankhead bounce, 
    no doubt 

    Verse 2
    Ayo watch yo' 
    mouth 

    Ayo, one, 
    two, 
    three, 
    four, 
    five, 
    six, 
    seven 

    Blaze 
    the hot 
    trizack that 
    sound 
    like 

    Heaven 
    (uh-huh) 

    Seven, six, 
    five, 
    four, 
    three, 
    two, 
    one 

    Mo' 
    mon 
    Meth-Tical 
    come 
    come 

    and get 
    some 
    (yeah) 

    Verse 3
    Playin' my 
    position, 
    hot 
    Nixon 

    This 
    one, 
    for all 
    the sick 
    ones, 

    confliction 

    Poisonous 
    darts 
    sickening, 
    best 
    believe 

    Finger 
    itchin 
    with two 
    broke 
    legs, 

    now 
    I'm trippin 

    On 
    MC's cliche, 
    shot 
    that ricochets 

    Start 
    trouble 
    bust 
    bubbles, 

    hip 
    to wicked 
    ways 

    Gotta 
    love 
    me, 

    G-O-D 
    no no 
    no one 
    above 
    me 

    Look 
    good 
    but fuck 
    ugly, 
    tap 
    your jaw 

    From 
    my Punch 
    Buggy 
    sonnin' 
    you 

    Got 
    you 
    shittin' in 
    your last 
    Huggie, 

    runnin' 
    who? (Runnin' who?) 

    Fuckin' 
    punk, 

    get 
    a speed 
    bump 
    comin 
    through 

    A single 
    shot 
    make 
    your meat 
    lump, 

    respect 
    Wu 
    (uh-huh, yo) 

    Verse 4
    Ayo I put 
    it on 
    a nigga, 
    shitted on 
    a nigga 

    Turn 
    a Christian 
    to 
    a certified 
    sinner 

    The bomb 
    I release, 

    time 
    pent 
    up (explodes) 

    While 
    you got 
    set 
    up 
    I was 

    hittin' your 
    ex 
    ho 

    Shit 
    I kept 
    low, 
    petro' your metre 

    Politic, 
    keep 
    the 
    chickenheads 
    gobblin' 

    Shit 
    I'm drivin' 
    in, come 

    with funk 
    halogen 

    Terrorize 
    your 
    city, 

    from 
    the 
    spliff committee 

    Kick 
    ass 
    'til both 
    Timberlands 

    turn 
    shitty 

    Gritty, 
    smack 
    the driver's 

    head 
    in the gypsy 

    When I 
    approach 
    rappers 

    be takin' 
    notes 
    (uh-huh) 

    I drop 
    like 
    I shoulda 
    invented 

    the raincoat 

    Absolut, I love 
    to burn 
    to 
    the roots 

    I keep 
    comin 
    'til 
    your pour 

    sperm 
    from 
    your boots 

    Vigilante 
    hardcore 
    to 
    the penis 

    Tell 
    you, "Fuck 
    you", 

    Verse 5
    my 
    attitude 
    is anemic 

    I'm 
    the illest nigga 
    alive, 

    watch 
    me prove 
    it 

    I snatch 
    your crown 
    witcha 
    head 
    still 

    attached 
    to 
    it 
    (yeah) 

    Canibus is 
    the 
    type 
    who'll fight 

    for 
    mics 

    Beatin' niggas 
    to death 
    and beatin' 

    dead 
    niggas 
    to life 

    When 
    you look 
    at me 
    long 
    enough, 

    I start 
    to read 
    your thoughts 

    If 
    the signal 
    was strong 
    enough 

    and then 
    I'll call 
    your bluff 

    Like, 
    "Yo, 

    how many 
    rhymes 
    you got?" 

    I could 
    go on 
    for more 
    Milleniums 
    than 

    Mazda's got on 
    the car 
    lot 

    And 
    there's nowhere 
    to run to, 

    when 
    I 
    confront 
    ya 

    Nig
    ga, 
    I'll call 
    your bluff 
    like 

    you had 
    a phone 
    number 

    Who wanna 
    see 
    Canibus get 
    wild? 

    Who wanna 
    act 
    fly and get 
    shot 
    down 

    with a surface-to-air 
    missile? 

    missile? 

    missile? 

    I take 
    'em on 
    in all 
    shapes 
    sizes 

    and forms 
    and spit 
    on 

    Anybody 
    who ain't 
    close 

    enough to 
    shit 
    on 

    Zero 
    to sixty? 
    I'm already 

    doin' 
    a hundred 

    When 
    I'm blunted 
    and 
    I give 
    it to any 

    nigga 
    that want 
    it (yeah) 

    Verse 6
    Stay 
    out the 
    dar 
    'cause if 
    I catch 

    you when the 
    sun 
    is down 

    Run 
    it clown, 
    come 
    up off 
    that, 

    or I'm 
    gon' gun 
    it down 

    When in doubt, 

    however 
    it's gon' 
    go 
    it's 
    gon' be 
    that 

    See 
    that, 
    that shit'll 
    finish 
    you dawg, 

    believe 
    that 

    Where we 
    at? 
    Do 
    your value 
    your 
    life, 

    as much 
    as your 
    possessions? 

    Don't be 
    a stupid 
    nigga, 
    learn 
    a lesson 

    I'm 
    gon' get 
    you either 
    way 

    and it's better 
    to 
    live 

    Let 
    me get 
    what's between 
    your sock 
    'cause 
    it's, 

    better to 
    give 

    Than 
    receive, 

    believe 
    what 
    I say 
    when 
    I tell 
    you 

    Don't make 
    me put 
    your somewhere 

    where nobody'll 
    smell 
    you 

    And when 
    the lights 
    is out, 

    they 
    don't come 
    back 
    on 

    This ain't 
    a flick 
    you ain't 
    gon' come 
    back 
    on, 

    you ain't 
    that strong 

    You knew 
    it was 
    wrong, 

    but 
    you asked 
    for 
    it baby 

    You's 
    a pink 
    nigga, 
    ski 
    mask 
    for 
    it baby 

    So I 
    can hit 
    you up 
    on Front 
    Street, 

    think 
    it's dumb 
    sweet? 

    You want 
    heat? 
    One deep, 

    Verse 7
    leave 
    him behind, 
    front 
    seat 

    Ayo, one, 
    two, 
    three, 
    four, 
    five, six, 
    seven 

    Blaze 
    the hot 
    trizack that 
    sound 
    like 

    Heaven 
    (uh-huh) 

    Seven, six, 
    five, 
    four, 
    three, 
    two, 
    one 

    Come 
    on 
    Mr. Smith, 

    come 
    get 
    some 
    (some, some, some) 
    (yeah) 

    When young 
    sons 
    fantasize 
    of borrowing 
    flows 

    Verse 8
    Tell 

    little shorty 
    with the 
    big mouth 
    the 
    bank 

    is closed 
    (ha, word 
    up) 

    The symbol 
    on my arm 
    is 
    off limits 

    to 
    challengers 

    You holdin' 
    rusty 
    swords 

    I swing 
    the Excalibur 

    How 
    dare you 
    step 
    up in my 

    dimension 
    (uh-huh) 

    Your little 
    ass 
    should be somewhere 

    cryin' 
    on 
    detention 

    Watch 
    your mouth 
    better 
    yet 

    hold 
    your tongue 
    (uh) 

    I'ma do 
    this shit 
    for free 
    this 

    time 
    this one's 
    for fun 

    Blow 
    you to pieces, 

    leave 
    you covered 
    in feces 

    With one 
    thesis 
    (LL Cool 
    J 
    is 
    hard) 

    Every 
    little boy 
    wanna 
    pick 
    up the 
    mic 

    And try 
    to run 
    with the big 
    boys 

    and 
    live up 
    to the 
    real 
    hype 

    But 
    that's like 
    pickin' 
    up a ball, 

    playin' 
    with 
    Mike 
    (uh-huh) 

    Swingin' at Ken 
    Griffey 
    or challengin' 

    Roy to 
    a fight 
    (uh) 

    Snappin', you amateur 
    MC's 

    Don't 
    you know 
    I'm like 
    the Dream 

    Team 
    tourin' 
    overseas? 

    For rappers 
    in my circle 
    I'm 

    a deadly 
    disease 

    Ringmaster, 
    bringin' 
    a tiger 

    cub 
    to 
    his knees 
    (uh) 

    In the 
    history 
    of rap 
    they've never 

    seen 
    such 
    prominence 

    Your 
    naïve confidence 
    gets 
    crushed 

    by my 
    dominance 
    (word up) 

    Now 
    let's 
    get back 
    to this 
    mic 
    on my 
    arm 

    If it 
    ever left 
    my side 
    it'd trans

    form 
    into 
    a time 
    bomb 

    You don't 
    wanna borrow 
    that, 

    you 
    wanna idolize 

    And you 
    don't wanna make 
    me 
    mad, 

    nigga, you 
    wanna socialize 
    (yeah) 

    And I'm daring 
    every 
    MC 
    in 
    the game 

    To play 
    yourself 
    out 
    position 
    and 

    mention 
    my name 
    (LL) 

    I make a rhyme 
    for 
    every syllable 

    in your name 
    (uh-huh) 

    Go 
    platinum 
    for 
    every time 
    your grimy 

    ass was 
    on the train 

    Watch 
    your 
    mouth, 

    don't ever 
    step 
    out of 
    line 

    Ll Cool J 
    nigga, 
    greatest 
    of all 
    time 

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