Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Bomb

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

I hypnotize ya eyes and then you
That the sparkles of my shoes paralyze
Gettin' money like this, people want my
Full of and pride, hate the way I ride

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

I'm a star, the dick, the double R
Never score hard to the bubble scarred
Not the car, the man, daddy cool put it down
No comparin' me to y'all, is such a clowns

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

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

my name
Call my
my name
Call my

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

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

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

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

Drop a on 'em and pour a dom on 'em
As soon as the come on, I transform on 'em
Keep shit pumpin' through my system
lights flashin' cant miss' em, listen

Call my
Call my
my name
Call my

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

have mercy, this rookies got it confused
You thought you me slippin', I was falsely accused
Of eleepin' with my eyes wide shut, Tom Cruise
wishin' an impossible mission to see me lose

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

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

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

Call my
Call my
my name
Call my

Call my
Call my
my name
Call my