Russell Simmons - Droppin Bombz lyrics

[Verse 1: Sentrelle] Well I decided to call this one droppin' bombz According to the procedure when the mic in my palm But stay calm, the bombs that I drop are kept Til I step up the steps where they quest for reps Upon a stage, the sage shall engage the act And every flow I bestow shall remain in tact In exact and in fact, the impact I make colossal Creating and novating like the great Pablo Pica**o Design every line in my rhyme's the climb, up the ladder So I know my dough will grow fatter Untouchable, because I'm cuttin' those corners Just grip into the script like cla**ified orders Taking over stages like major invasions Over throw my oldest foe, show I got the dopest flow No it's no mistake don't ma**age your eyes It's why I should I bring the bomb disguise I drop bombs [Hook x2] Ain't no mistaking, Sentrelle and Tray D droppin' the bombs (Cause it don't stop, Cause it don't quit) (Cause it don't stop, Cause it don't quit) [Verse 2: Tray Deee] Alright, hold up just wait up just a motherf**in' minute Hoes recognize, checkin' the Guinness Book of world records, microphone checker Crazy b**h step up, it's like your heffa Oh yes a, droppin' mad sk**s on your disk it Beats so hot, I have you rising like a biscuit To the shiznit, that I can b**hes get drop kicked Give your a** a slang like the cavi in my pocket I'm going to rock it (Rock it to the break of dawn) Tick tock it (It's about three in the morn) But I'm not finished yet (Give me that joint again) Where my homies (Swiggin' on coke and Hen') As I begin, begun, did you hear me come Take a look around the corner, did you see me I'm the one Through the cut I kick bu*t as I rip sh** up Take another swig of the Hen' in my cup And now I'm feenin' Hell of a chronic smoke is what I'm needin' Now I'm in the corner, screaming like a demon Yeah I hear you try to bind me n***a You couldn't find me n***a I'm right behind you n***a I drop the bomb [Hook] [Verse 3: Sentrelle] And so, when you hear the boom, make room n***a watch out Cause I got my Glock out Plus a proper knockout Either one could be the one, if you got feedback So you better ease back cause I don't need that Either give me my props when I drop this Or I peel a cap and I'll leave you topless Then you will just be another statistic If you come dumb cause they none simplistic [Verse 4: Tray Deee] I hits hard like a n***a, but I'm smooth like satin When I move through, n***a make room for the madam Seductive as I bust this, n***a trust this I could give a damn about your Caddi' and your Cutla** Now I'm commiting straight murder (So if one time comes around n***a say I haven't heard of her) Because I'd rather be a thug n***a Then to sleep six feet in the mother f**in' mud n***a [Sentrelle] Droppin' bombs, Long Beach style With that gangsta twist (Cause it don't quit) Now just ride with this (Cause it don't quit) [Hook]