LL Cool J This Is Ring Tone M Lyrics

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clap your hands uh to the beat yall
because the heat'll make you clap your hands u say
you goes one for the cash, two for the safe this is ring tone murder lets starv the place

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? ?like a bullet blow ur head right off
hand on the trigger pull give ur mouth the night off
give ur sound man a c note to cut ur mic off
the promoters need me nigga youse just a right off
after that hit the dressin room and turn the lights off
score on the fourth broad let them break my pipe off
i used the word off 7 times in a rhyme
u dumb enough to think i got a limited mind
but before u start tweak it critique it press and rewind
einstien understand that ur third eyes blind
u lack creativity thats y u dont shine
they callin me a genius its about time
im like tattoos on ur mommas behind
i bounce up and down and at the end ima shine
and i will humiliate anybody who want it
im back on top it hurts lil homie dont it

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its obvious these clowns dont know who i am
must of didnt get the message nigga check ur spam
get ur facts right take ur dick out ur hand
ur a homo but u probably on the low low damn
they call me uncle l im from the north side of queens
now u lookin at me like what does that mean it means i crush u and every coward in between
for soundin like girls wit them sweet 16
and i dont give a f*ck about whos old or young
from what i hear the grave yards got room for everyone
test big L'y come get ur head sprung
what coffin u want the blue or da red one
i aint gang banging that aint the muthaf*ckin point
the point is that i spark these niggas like dust joints
the point is u gonna pay me what u owe me plus points
listen to da sound of revenge is my voice

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u run around talkin about im twice ur age
but i was rich a 17 u got some shit to explain
rap games like a movie niggas playin a role
but ur poker games to weak ur forced to fold
all this waitin and debatin shits made me cold
ready to blast seperate ur body from ur soul
coniving ass cowards get dropped in a hole
these niggas r shook like pinkys ass on the pole
im tha bridge ova troubled waters pay my toll
im the rules to the game u obey my code
im the center of the bomb im the part that explodes
u r not hip hop nigga go write for vogue
u r not a king nor prince u just a toad
u aint a g u a hoe ur sweeter then rocky road
battle anybody who want it let me know
just had another birthday nigga more dough

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