Da Bomb lyrics

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Send "Da Bomb" Ringtone to your Cell [ INTRO: Young Prod ] Every since we dropped down We noticed radio didn`t wanna swing with the locs So like riders we swung with the gees From Jesse Owens to Manchester Park From Will Rodgers to Green Meadows Park S.C.C. put it down for them 10% of real niggas Keep droppin em, from the shoulders What`s up Treach? West coast for life Yeah [ VERSE 1: Havikk the Rhime Son ] As I jumps up thinkin to myself it`s another day Find myself reminiscin on the 1970s Had the swimming pool and at the park on deck Even if you gangbanged it didn`t matter what set Doin flips, hittin dips, mobbin to the sto` later Grabs the Bubble Yum, Jolly Ranchers, Now-Laters Jesse Owens Park was the spot to hang Retaliation from the shoulders is the name of the game Didn`t need to pack the fo`, put the nine on your hipster Bang and gettin high, slap-boxin, yeah, a g-ster Manchester Park, I remember summer school lunches Mobbin to the park off in bunches Mom`s chillin out with her sister and pops Kaos in the front gettin sweated by cops Shootin hoops at the ( ? ), take the bus to the movies With yo gees, damn I miss the 1970s [ CHORUS: L.V. ] Time after time I know we can change your mind (Ain`t nothin goin on but the bomb) Kickin game with the S.C.C. (Ain`t nothin goin on but the bomb rap song) I know we can break it down (Ain`t nothin goin on but the bomb) It`s the bomb, so won`t you swing it with me [ VERSE 2: Prode`je ] It`s one for the hoods all across the ghettos From Will Rodgers Park all the way to Green Meadows The Cartel`s back, put the gats in the stash, gee Let your sounds bounce as we mob through the `90s Like we used to roll 40 deep in the `80s 30 O.G.`s and about 10 ladies Chillin at the park with the loud conversation Homies gettin blazed and the ( ? ) givin ( ? ) Mr. Prod`s from the S.C. Hittin dips through your hood in my `86 Caddy I used to roll a 64 on gold d`s But everywhere I went I had to have some O.G.`s Leanin to the side in a gangster lean Mad-doggin player-haters cause they quick to scheme So i sold it got a Coupe De Ville, now I`m dippin forever And yeah, the Cartel still together [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3: Havikk the Rhime Son ] Summertime goes and comes, it`s the `90s 6-4`s drop and the tops chop, trunk got that bump Gold d`s cause the gees got it poppin From S.C. to L.B. to Compton Chip Motorola, `yac and herb It gets crucial drive-by`s jumpin off daily And your lady might be your lady for a minute But once you slip, gee, your homeboy`s all up in it [ Prode`je ] And I`ma keep movin through the six and the seven Motivatin hoods cause it`s all to the good As we circle every hood like the solar system Droppin dialect on the rhythm The wisdom leavin pink panties marinatin Escapin the 95 L Coupe skatin Cause though I`m still g-ed I`m a player for life It`s `96 and Cartel still bringin the hits [ CHORUS ] Are you ready for the time of your life Everybody stand up stand up Are you ready for the time of your life stand up stand up Are you ready for the time of your life stand up, yeah then stand up Are you ready (are you ready) said are you ready (are you ready) are you ready (are you ready) for the ride of your life ready (ready) I said are you ready (are you ready) ready for the time of your life Send " Da Bomb" Ringtone to your Cell Da Bomb lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Da Bomb lyrics @ ELyrics | Da Bomb lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Da Bomb lyrics @ Songlyrics | Da Bomb lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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