Lyrics of Song Ill Bomb

Pimp shit, uh
Uh, pimp shit
Yeah, turn my shit up a little bit
My vocals, uh, uh
I hypnotize ya eyez and then you recognize
That the sparkles of my chrome shoes paralyze
Gettin´ money like this, people want my vibe
Full of jealousy and pride, hate the way i ride
Sometimes ya speak, sometimes ya don´t
Figure this nigga souped up, cause he couped up
Guaranteed to rip shit, soon as its louped up
Ya niggas slept, 20 girls panties wasn´t wet
I´m a star, double the dick, the double r
Never score hard to leave the bubble scarred
Not the car, it´s the man, daddy cool put it down
No comparin´ me to ya´ll, nigga is such a clowns
L.a. worth paper, ask russell simmons who put ´em up in that skyscraper
Ask my dogs up at fubu, who made them major
Ll nigga, now who´s next that need a favor
Drop a bomb on ´em
Remain calm on ´em
Peirce the nipples, throw the ll charm on ´em
Keep gangsta shit pumpin through my system
When my strobe lights flash you cant miss´ em
Listen

Call my name, ooh
Call my name, uhh
Call my name, aw yeah
Call my name

59th street bridge up a roadway, do about a buck
Pumpin mobb up in the cadillac truck, don´t give a fuck
Gold tint, goldiggen broads getting bent
We can fuck, but you ain´t getting 10 cent, who want it?
Lay the facts out until the cats out
Set ´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 sleazy
I wouldn´t do a threezy, come across more floss than gold teeth
I learned you cant eat, if ya hold beef, with niggas underneath
Still i´m a lyrically hold it down
L back in town, ´case the bell sound for second round
Some of these old ctas is funny, fuck who´s legendary
I´m tryin to get this money
Drop a bomb on ´em, and pour a dom on ´em
As soon as the track come on, i transform on ´em
Keep gangsta shit pumpin through my system
Strobe lights flashin cant miss´ em
Listen

Call my name, ooh
Call my name, uhh
Call my name, aw yeah
Call my name

Rappers don´t reall want it, they might claim they do
They know i´m catchin bodies, go ´head name a few
After i blaze you, i get a doughnut
Don´t want no blood up on my chrome shoes
Lord have mercy, this rookies got it confused
You thought you caught me slippin, i was falsely accused
Sleepin with my eyez wide shut, like tom cruise
They wishin an impossible mission to see me lose
Lay up time to choose, all i hate is on the left
You hopin and prayin you get to hear me take my last breath
Lyrically, but i gang bang the track, chop sling like cracker
Hundred keys a month, you fuckin up g backs nigga
Invincible, unstoppable ya´ll niggas ain´t ill your illogicale
This is l, the pigeon thriller, dream fulfiller
A little somethin for ya ice guerillas
Drop a bomb on ´em
When its time to attack quiet storm on ´em
Hold ya nuts and keep ya palms on ´em
Keep gangsta shit pumpin through my system
When my strobe lights flash you cant miss´ em
Listen

Call my name, ooh
Call my name, uhh
Call my name, aw yeah
Call my name