- LL Cool J I Shot Ya - Remix 歌詞
- LL Cool J
- Blaze this one, word up
Ima blaze this one
No doubt!
Uhh, check it, check it, check it!
Uhh, uhh, check it, check it, check it!
Im uncle
L, check it, check it, check it!
The track masters, check it, check it, check it!
Now everybody now, check it, check it, check it!
All my niggas now, check it, check it, check it!
Yeah, we bout to serve this one off nice, ynahmean?
Word up, check it
I shot yaIm splittin brothers open like a doctor
Ya fell asleep, the vampire teeth gotcha
I drop ya down in boilin acid
Ya melt like plastic, elastic, is drastic
Violations, room vibrations, son
Cock the hammer let the uncle give em one
Done take a flick of a wicked lunatic
Puttin hits on your clique, gotcha wife in turnin tricks
What? You dont wanna,
I thought that you was bawlin
Now watch cos
I cock ya love, ya girlies fallin
Uh, whats my function?
Lyrical injection
Blazin niggas, hittin em raw with no protection
I take advantage
Ya fear me,
Im doin damage
Ya hear me
The whole scenario is dreary
MCs is gettin wet up in the game
I meet you up in
Memphis, just call my name
I shot yaYa wanna(Uhh)
Ya wanna(Uhh)
Ya wanna hit, give me a hour(Uhh)
Plus a pen and a pad(Uhh, check it , check it, check it!)
I shot yaYa wanna(Uhh)
Ya wanna(Uhh)
Ya wanna hit, give me a hour(Uhh)
Plus a pen and a pad( Uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
I shot ya!(Uhh)
I got ya strap to the stagin
Trapped in a cagin, toe kissin a
CajunYa Mobs locked down underneath the surface
Ya gettin nervous for talkin shit with no purpose
Laced up, mind charmer, mad drama
What goes around comes around, not around farmers
Silence, shh, very deadly
Come and battle, let me add you to my medley
Possessin power, takin everything
I can grasp
Go get it now, why you always dwellin on the past?
Baby boys reminiscin old school shit
Young fools get dicked,
LL rules the shit
With a platinum fist, the relentless abyss
I take you to a land where piranhas like to kiss
Massacre, mmuh, blowin up the tour bus passengers
Chuckin the color outta cartoon character
Ya get serious
Real niggas recognize what my theory is
I shot yaYa wanna(Yeah)
Ya wanna(Yeah)
Ya wanna hit, give me a hour(Uhh)
Plus a pen and a pad(Uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
I shot yaYa wanna(Uhh)
Ya wanna(Uhh)
Ya wanna hit, give me a hour(Uhh)
Plus a pen and a pad(Uhh , check it, check it, check it!)
I shot ya!(Uhh)
Word up, Ima lace this shit crazy, ynahmean?
Word up, were gonna blow the spot up, kid
No doubt about it
Yeah, yeah,
I aint thru,
I aint thru,
I aint thru
Uh-uh-uh-oh, lookin kinda
LearyYa clique thought
I fell off, they didnt wanna hear me
Oh really, now tell me how long have you been runnin?
Sixteen years, twenty million albums, yeah you're climbin
I love your joint rock the bells, it was mad hot
Ya record bout the radio was blowin up my spot
My girl was on your chip when you flipped
I need love
Your backseat count set was mad butter, son
I loved your boomin system it was wicked as could be
You bad, now
Im writin on your pink cookies
And you had me screamin mama said knock ya out
Ya jinglin, baby, no doubt
Uh, talk to me become a zombie, walk to me(What, what, uhh, uhh)
Aint a MC alive who fought with me
Ynahmean?
Man, rock it
Easy does it
I gotta pluck it like buzzards
I shot yaYa wanna(Yeah)
Ya wanna(Yeah)
Ya wanna hit, give me a hour(Uhh)
Plus a pen and a pad(Uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
I shot yaYa wanna(Uhh)
Ya wanna(Uhh)
Ya wanna hit, give me a hour(Uhh)
Plus a pen and a pad(What, what, what, what, what)(Uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
Ya wanna(Yeah)
Ya wanna(Yeah)
Ya wanna hit, give me a hour(Uhh)
Plus a pen and a pad(Uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
I shot yaYa wanna(Uhh)(Uh, what?)
Ya wanna(Uhh)(Ynahmean? This is how we gettin down for crizzown)
Ya wanna hit, give me a hour(Uhh)
Plus a pen and a pad(No dignity, yknowimsayin?)(Uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
Ya wanna(Yeah)
Ya wanna(Yeah)
Ya wanna hit , give me a hour(Uhh)
Plus a pen and a pad(Track masters lace me, yknowimsayin)(And I take care of mines, yknowimean?)(Uhh, check it, check it, check it!)
Ya wanna(Uhh)
Ya wanna(Uhh)
Ya wanna hit, give me a hour(Uhh)
Plus a pen and a pad(Uhh, check it, check it, check it!)(Thats it son)(Peace)
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