Name: Ill Bomb
Duration: 4 min 1 s
Description: Слушайте песню Ill Bomb - Funkmaster Flex, Big Kap, LL Cool J онлайн с альбома All World 2 в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:01. Год выхода - 2009

All World 2

LL Cool J

Rock The Bells

Dear Yvette

I'm That Type Of Guy

Big Ole Butt

Pink Cookies In A Plastic Bag Getting Crushed By Buildings

Around The Way Girl

Jack The Ripper

To Da Break Of Dawn

Fat Joe

Foxy Brown

Keith Murray

Prodigy

I Shot Ya (Remix)

Phenomenon

Method Man

Redman

4,3,2,1 (Video Version)

Luv U Better

Funkmaster Flex

Big Kap

Ill Bomb

Hip-Hop

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

Figure this nigga souped up, cause he couped up

Guaranteed to rip shit, soon as its louped up

Ya niggas slept, twenty girls panties wasn't wet

I'm a star, double the dick, the double are

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

Peirce the nipples, throw the LL charm on 'em

Keep gangsta shit pumpin' through my system

When my strobe lights flash you can't miss' em, listen

59th street bridge up a roadway, do about a buck

Pumpin' Mobb up in the Cadillac truck, don't give a fuck

We can fuck, but you ain't gettin' ten cent, Who want it?

Set 'cha back out, sweat 'cha tracks out, blow out your weed

You wake up in the mornin' to a note, "n- 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 can't eat, if ya hold beef, with niggas underneath

L back in town, 'case the bell sound for second round

Some of these old cats is funny, fuck who's legendary

Drop a bomb on 'em, and pour a dom on 'em

As soon as the track come on, I transform on 'em

Rappers don't really want it, they might claim they do

They know I'm catchin' bodies, go 'head name a few

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

When its time to attack Quiet Storm on 'em

When my strobe lights flash you can't miss' em

Слушайте песню Ill Bomb - Funkmaster Flex, Big Kap, LL Cool J онлайн с альбома All World 2 в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:01. Год выхода - 2009

Ill Bomb

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