Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Bomb

Call my name, call my name, shit, uh
Call my name, call my name, uh, pimp
my name, yeah, turn my shit up a little bit, my vocals

I hypnotize ya eyes and you recognize
That the sparkles of my chrome shoes
Gettin' money this, people want my vibe
of jealousy and pride, hate the way I ride

Sometimes ya speak, ya don't
Figure this nigga souped up, 'cause he up
to rip shit, soon as it's looped up
Ya niggas slept, 20 girls wasn't wet

I'm a star, double the dick, the R
score hard to leave the bubble scarred
Not the car, it's the man, daddy put it down
No me to y'all, nigga is such a clowns

L.A paper
Ask Russell Simmons who put 'em up in skyscraper
Ask my dogs up at Fubu, who them major
LL nigga, now who's next need a favor

a bomb on 'em, remain calm on 'em
Peirce the nipples, the LL charms on 'em
Keep gangsta pumpin' through my system
When my strobe lights flash you cant em, listen

my name
Call my
my name
Call my

59th street bridge up a roadway, do a buck
Pumpin' Mobb up in the truck, don't give a fuck
Gold tint, gold diggen broads bent
We can fuck but you getting 10 cent, who want it?

Lay the facts out until the out
Set 'cha back out, sweat 'cha out
Blow out your weed, you wake up in the to a note
had to leave

Be
You shoulda teased me, instead of bein'
I wouldn't do a threezy, come across more floss gold teeth
I learned you can't eat, if ya hold beef, with underneath

Still I'm a hold it down
L in town, 'case the bell sound for second round
of these old cats is funny, fuck who's legendary
I'm to get this money

Drop a bomb on 'em and a dom on 'em
As soon as the track on, I transform on 'em
Keep gangsta shit through my system
Strobe lights flashin' cant em, listen

my name
Call my
my name
Call my

Rappers don't really want it, they might they do
They know I'm catchin' bodies, go 'head a few
After I you, I get a dough nut
Don't no blood up on my chrome shoes

Lord have mercy, rookies got it confused
You thought you caught me slippin', I was falsely
Of eleepin' with my eyes shut, like Tom Cruise
They an impossible mission to see me lose

Lay up time to choose, all I is on the left
You hopin' and prayin' you get to hear me take my last
Lyrically, but I gang bang the track, chop sling Cracker
A hundred keys a month, you fuckin' up G backs

Invincible,
Y'all niggas ain't ill your
This is L, the pigeon thriller, dream
A somethin' for ya Ice Guerillas, drop a bomb on 'em

When its to attack quiet storm on 'em
Hold ya nuts and keep ya on 'em
Keep gangsta shit pumpin' my system
my strobe lights flash you cant miss' em, listen

Call my
my name
Call my
Call my

my name
Call my
Call my
my name