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Utwór: Ill bomb

  • wykonawca: Ll Cool J
  • wyświetleń: 747


     Pimp shit, uh
  Uh, pimp shit
  Yeah, turn my shit up a little bit
  My vocals, uh, uh
  I hypnotize ya eyez and then you recognize
  That the sparkles of my chrome shoes paralyze
  Gettin' money like this, people want my vibe
  Full of jealousy and pride, hate the way I ride
  Sometimes ya speak, sometimes ya don't
  Figure this nigga souped up, cause he couped up
  Guaranteed to rip shit, soon as its louped up
  Ya niggas slept, 20 girls panties wasn't wet
  I'm a star, double the dick, the double R
  Never score hard to leave the bubble scarred
  Not the car, it's the man, daddy cool put it down
  No comparin' me to ya'll, nigga is such a clowns
  L.A. worth paper, ask Russell Simmons who put 'em up in that skyscraper
  Ask my dogs up at Fubu, who made them major
  LL nigga, now who's next that need a favor
  Drop a bomb on 'em
  Remain calm on 'em
  Peirce the nipples, throw the LL charm on 'em
  Keep gangsta shit pumpin through my system
  When my strobe lights flash you cant miss' em
  Listen
  
  Call my name, ooh
  Call my name, uhh
  Call my name, aw yeah
  Call my name
  
  59th street bridge up a roadway, do about a buck
  Pumpin Mobb up in the Cadillac truck, don't give a fuck
  Gold tint, goldiggen broads getting bent
  We can fuck, but you ain't getting 10 cent, Who want it?
  Lay the facts out until the cats out
  Set 'cha back out, sweat 'cha tracks out, blow out your weed
  You wake up in the mornin to a note, "Nigga had to leave."
  Be easy, you shoulda teased me, instead of bein sleazy
  I wouldn't do a threezy, come across more floss than gold teeth
  I learned you cant eat, if ya hold beef, with niggas underneath
  Still I'm a lyrically hold it down
  L back in town, 'case the bell sound for second round
  Some of these old ctas is funny, fuck who's legendary
  I'm tryin to get this money
  Drop a bomb on 'em, and pour a dom on 'em
  As soon as the track come on, I transform on 'em
  Keep gangsta shit pumpin through my system
  Strobe lights flashin cant miss' em
  Listen
  
  Call my name, ooh
  Call my name, uhh
  Call my name, aw yeah
  Call my name
  
  Rappers don't reall want it, they might claim they do
  They know I'm catchin bodies, go 'head name a few
  After I blaze you, I get a doughnut
  Don't want no blood up on my chrome shoes
  Lord have mercy, this rookies got it confused
  You thought you caught me slippin, I was falsely accused
  Sleepin with my eyez wide shut, like Tom Cruise
  They wishin an impossible mission to see me lose
  Lay up time to choose, all I hate is on the left
  You hopin and prayin you get to hear me take my last breath
  Lyrically, but I gang bang the track, chop sling like Cracker
  Hundred keys a month, you fuckin up G backs nigga
  Invincible, unstoppable ya'll niggas ain't ill your illogicale
  This is L, the pigeon thriller, dream fulfiller
  A little somethin for ya ice guerillas
  Drop a bomb on 'em
  When its time to attack Quiet Storm on 'em
  Hold ya nuts and keep ya palms on 'em
  Keep gangsta shit pumpin through my system
  When my strobe lights flash you cant miss' em
  Listen
  
  Call my name, ooh
  Call my name, uhh
  Call my name, aw yeah
  Call my name
  

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