Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Bomb

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

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

Sometimes ya speak, sometimes ya
Figure nigga souped up, 'cause he couped up
Guaranteed to rip shit, soon as looped up
Ya niggas slept, 20 girls panties wet

I'm a star, the dick, the double R
score hard to leave the bubble scarred
Not the car, it's the man, cool 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 made them
LL nigga, now who's that need a favor

Drop a bomb on 'em, remain on 'em
Peirce the nipples, throw the LL on 'em
gangsta shit pumpin' through my system
When my strobe lights flash you cant miss' em,

Call my
my name
Call my
my name

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

Lay the facts out the cats out
Set 'cha out, sweat 'cha tracks 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 do a threezy, come across more floss than gold teeth
I learned you can't eat, if ya hold beef, with niggas

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

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

my name
Call my
my name
Call my

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

Lord have mercy, this got it confused
You thought you me slippin', I was falsely accused
Of eleepin' with my wide shut, like 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 hear me 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 niggas ill your illogicale
This is L, the thriller, dream fulfiller
A little somethin' for ya Ice Guerillas, drop a on 'em

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

Call my
Call my
my name
Call my

Call my
Call my
my name
Call my