Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Bomb

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

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

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

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

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

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

my name
Call my
Call my
Call my

59th street up a roadway, do about a buck
Pumpin' Mobb up in the truck, don't 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 'cha out, sweat 'cha tracks out
Blow out your weed, you wake up in the mornin' to a
had to leave

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

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

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

my name
Call my
Call my
Call my

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

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

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

Invincible,
Y'all niggas ill your illogicale
This is L, the pigeon thriller, dream
A little somethin' for ya Ice Guerillas, a bomb on 'em

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

Call my
Call my
Call my
my name

Call my
my name
Call my
Call my