lirik lagu ll cool j - i shot ya
blaze this one, word up
i’ma blaze this one
no doubt! uhh, check it, check it, check it!
uhh, uhh, check it, check it, check it!
i’m 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 n-gg-s now, check it, check it, check it!
yeah, we ’bout to serve this one off nice, y’nahmean?
word up, check it
i shot ya
i’m 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
c-ck 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 don’t wanna, i thought that you was bawlin’
now watch ‘cos i c-ck ya love, ya girlies fallin’
uh, what’s my function? lyrical injection
blazin’ n-gg-s, hittin’ em raw with no protection
i take advantage
ya fear me, i’m doin’ damage
ya hear me
the whole scenario is dreary
mc’s is gettin’ wet up in the game
i meet you up in memphis, just call my name
i shot ya
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!)
i shot ya
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!)
i shot ya!
(uhh)
i got ya strap to the stagin’
trapped in a cagin’, toe kissin’ a cajun
ya mob’s locked down underneath the surface
ya gettin’ nervous for talkin’ sh-t 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 sh-t
young fools get d-cked, ll rules the sh-t
with a platinum fist, the relentless abyss
i take you to a land where piranhas like to kiss
m-ssacre, mmuh, blowin’ up the tour bus p-ssengers
chuckin’ the color outta cartoon character
ya get serious
real n-gg-s recognize what my theory is
i shot ya
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 ya
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!)
i shot ya!
(uhh)
word up, i’ma lace this sh-t crazy, y’nahmean?
word up, we’re gonna blow the spot up, kid
no doubt about it
yeah, yeah, i ain’t thru, i ain’t thru, i ain’t thru
uh-uh-uh-oh, lookin’ kinda leary
ya clique thought i fell off, they didn’t wanna hear me
oh really, now tell me how long have you been runnin’?
sixteen years, twenty million alb-ms, 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 b-tter, son
i loved your boomin’ system it was wicked as could be
you bad, now i’m 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)
ain’t a mc alive who fought with me
y’nahmean? man, rock it
easy does it
i gotta pluck it like buzzards
i shot ya
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 ya
ya 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 ya
ya wanna
(uhh)
(uh, what?)
ya wanna
(uhh)
(y’nahmean? this is how we gettin’ down for crizzown)
ya wanna hit, give me a hour
(uhh)
plus a pen and a pad
(no dignity, y’knowi’msayin?)
(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, y’knowi’msayin’)
(and i take care of mines, y’knowimean?)
(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!)
(that’s it son)
(peace)
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