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Текст песни Big Kap Funkmaster Flex f LL Cool J - Ill Bomb

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Pimp shit, uhUh, pimp shitYeah, turn my shit up a little bitMy vocals, uh, uhI hypnotize ya eyez and then you recognizeThat the sparkles of my chrome shoes paralyzeGettin` money like this, people want my vibeFull of jealousy and pride, hate the way I rideSometimes ya speak, sometimes ya don`tFigure this nigga souped up, cause he couped upGuaranteed to rip shit, soon as its louped upYa niggas slept, 20 girls panties wasn`t wetI`m a star, double the dick, the double RNever score hard to leave the bubble scarredNot the car, it`s the man, daddy cool put it downNo comparin` me to ya`ll, nigga is such a clownsL.A. worth paper, ask Russell Simmons who put `em up in that skyscraperAsk my dogs up at Fubu, who made them majorLL nigga, now who`s next that need a favorDrop a bomb on `emRemain calm on `emPeirce the nipples, throw the LL charm on `emKeep gangsta shit pumpin through my systemWhen my strobe lights flash you cant miss` emListenCall my name, oohCall my name, uhhCall my name, aw yeahCall my name59th street bridge up a roadway, do about a buckPumpin Mobb up in the Cadillac truck, don`t give a fuck Gold tint, goldiggen broads getting bentWe can fuck, but you ain`t getting 10 cent, Who want it?Lay the facts out until the cats outSet `cha back out, sweat `cha tracks out, blow out your weed You wake up in the mornin to a note, "Nigga had to leave."Be easy, you shoulda teased me, instead of bein sleazyI wouldn`t do a threezy, come across more floss than gold teethI learned you cant eat, if ya hold beef, with niggas underneathStill I`m a lyrically hold it down L back in town, `case the bell sound for second roundSome of these old ctas is funny, fuck who`s legendaryI`m tryin to get this money Drop a bomb on `em, and pour a dom on `emAs soon as the track come on, I transform on `emKeep gangsta shit pumpin through my systemStrobe lights flashin cant miss` emListenCall my name, oohCall my name, uhhCall my name, aw yeahCall my nameRappers don`t reall want it, they might claim they doThey know I`m catchin bodies, go `head name a fewAfter I blaze you, I get a doughnutDon`t want no blood up on my chrome shoesLord have mercy, this rookies got it confusedYou thought you caught me slippin, I was falsely accusedSleepin with my eyez wide shut, like Tom CruiseThey wishin an impossible mission to see me loseLay up time to choose, all I hate is on the leftYou hopin and prayin you get to hear me take my last breathLyrically, but I gang bang the track, chop sling like CrackerHundred keys a month, you fuckin up G backs niggaInvincible, unstoppable ya`ll niggas ain`t ill your illogicaleThis is L, the pigeon thriller, dream fulfillerA little somethin for ya ice guerillasDrop a bomb on `emWhen its time to attack Quiet Storm on `emHold ya nuts and keep ya palms on `emKeep gangsta shit pumpin through my systemWhen my strobe lights flash you cant miss` emListenCall my name, oohCall my name, uhhCall my name, aw yeahCall my name

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