Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Bomb

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

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

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

I'm a star, double the dick, the R
Never score 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 worth
Ask Russell who put 'em up in that skyscraper
Ask my dogs up at Fubu, who made major
LL nigga, now who's that need a favor

a bomb on 'em, remain calm on 'em
Peirce the nipples, throw the LL on 'em
Keep gangsta shit pumpin' my system
When my strobe lights flash you miss' em, listen

my name
Call my
my name
Call my

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

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

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

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

a bomb on 'em and pour a dom on 'em
As as the track come on, I transform on 'em
gangsta shit pumpin' through my system
Strobe flashin' cant miss' em, listen

my name
Call my
Call my
Call my

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

Lord have mercy, this got it confused
You you caught me slippin', I was falsely accused
Of eleepin' with my eyes 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 take my breath
Lyrically, but I gang bang the track, chop like Cracker
A hundred keys a month, you up G backs nigga

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

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

Call my
my name
Call my
Call my

Call my
Call my
Call my
my name