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

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

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

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

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

my name
Call my
Call my
Call my

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

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

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

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

a bomb on 'em and pour a dom on 'em
As soon as the come 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 I'm catchin' bodies, go 'head name a few
After I you, I get a dough nut
Don't no blood up on my chrome shoes

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

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

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

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

Call my
Call my
Call my
Call my

Call my
Call my
my name
Call my