Red Cafe Feat. Jadakiss, Styles P, Sheek Louch, Lloyd Banks, Ryan Leslie & Claudette Ortiz - I'm Ill Remix (Prod. By Boi-1da) | Текст песни

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• Red Cafe Feat. Jadakiss, Styles P, Sheek Louch, Lloyd Banks, Ryan Leslie & Claudette Ortiz
• I'm Ill Remix (Prod. By Boi-1da)

[Chorus: Sample of \"A Billi\" by Jay-Z] (Sheek Louch) (*Red Cafe) (**Jadakiss)
RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! (THIS IS THE REMIX!!!!)
RAH!!!! RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill I'm ill!!!
I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! (D-BLOCK!!!!)
RAH!!!! RAH!!!! MOTHERFUCKER I'M ILL!!!
MOTHERFUCKER I'M ILL!!! MOTHERFUCKER I'M ILL!!!
(Talk to 'em) RAH!!!! RAH!!!! (Nigga)
I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! (**EH-HEH!!!!!!)
RAH!!!! RAH!!!!

[Verse 1: Jadakiss] (Sample of \"A Billi\" by Jay-Z)
Uh! Yo! Ain't no antidote and ain't no answer
It's me then cancer Jojo Dancer
You could try to fight it but you won't get a chance to
Download the program or even advance ya
Software I'm about takin you off here
Turn to somethin small into guerilla warfare
Sippin coffee over your death in my lawn chair
Hot meal made by the chef with the long hair
Wherever you could think about goin we goin there
Soon as we touch down you know it's on there
Then spendin the money, like we don't care
And when them boys come last thing you 'gon hear is (RAH!!!)

[Verse 2: Red Cafe]
It's R!!!! I done sold it all, out a Grey Rover
I got all the connections no layover
Hood diet plan come to my gallery
I serve Coke Zero no calories
Still flippin, bri-dicks olympics
Slangin on the benches, rep, flow vintage
Line 'em up or gun 'em down tell me who next
Still raw even when I practice safe sex
Fall through the spidot they like who he?
They see a nigga in the zone like two three
I had big plans when I left the big house
Bad Boy they done let me up in BIG house

[Chorus: Sample of \"A Billi\" by Jay-Z] (Red Cafe) (*Sheek Louch)
RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! (I'm ill) I'm ill!!!
(I'm ill) I'm ill!!! (*THIS IS THE REMIX!!!)
RAH!!!! RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!!
I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! (*D-BLOCK!!!!!)
RAH!!!! RAH!!!! MOTHERFUCKER I'M ILL!!!
MOTHERFUCKER I'M ILL!!! MOTHERFUCKER I'M ILL!!!
(*SHAKEDOWN!!!! WHATTUP FAMILY!!!! BAD!!! BOY!!!)
RAH!!!! RAH!!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!!
RAH!!!! RAH!!!!

[Verse 3: Sheek Louch]
Donnie G, I gotchu son
I'm ill! Nine milli on a Louie belt
Hands been on the same woman Reggie Bush felt
Donnie, chains go bang, Cirocs on the table
Trees all around me like I'm in Turks and Caico
Cars too foreign and I ain't never been to Maaco
Used to sleep on me, now they study my flow (Sheek LOUCH!)
I'm i-ll, that's how I win vanillas, shades on
Sittin in the +Back+ like I'm Wynton Marsalis
Still play the hood, even though my money grow
Top down, CNN, N.O.R.E. and Capone (Ha ha!)
I'm ill, no worry if the Lox got a deal
Just getcha lil' money, it might be your last meal
RAHHHHH!!!!!

[Verse 4: Styles P]
Sicker than H1N1 (sick!)
Kill the top 5 rappers, then some
Know it's redrum, when the lead come
The gun's the washer and dryer who want they heads spun?
I only give a fuck when the bread comes (That's it!)
...Street niggas know the repertoire
+Public Enemy+ like Dillinger and Escobar (haha!)
I keep shooters on the roof
Goons on deck with wolves for the resta y'all (all that!)
Make you ill when D-Block calls (D-Block!)
That's a knife goin in, our gun goin off
S-P's hard, they think ALL Y'ALL soft!
WHAT!

[Intro: Claudette Ortiz]
All these girls suddenly up here! Everytime, you in here
Just like me, they want to be, closer to youuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!
Ooohhhhhh!!!!!

[Hook 2: Ryan Leslie] (Chorus: Sample of \"A Billi\" by Jay-Z)
(RAH!!!) Let me touch this remix
Switch it up a lil' bit and do somethin for the ladies
(RAH!!!! RAH!!!!) You're rockin with the best, your boy R. Les
Know just the way you want it baby (RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)
And I could do it all night (I'm ill!!!)
Compatible with all types (*It's R!!!) (RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)
No discrimination (I'm ill!!!) (*Red Cafe) Turn the lights out
I can bring your freak out make you wanna creep I'm ill
( I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!!)
(RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)

[Verse 5: Red Cafe]
Iller than your hubby or your ex
I just need the back seat of a Beamer or a Lex
Whenever it get wet, just hit me on the text
And then I'm goin in, hickies on your neck
(WHAT ELSE!) I'm ill, live from the psych ward
Run from me and I'll catch ya like Ty Law
Sixty eight and I'm a owe you one
Young Tiger Woods tryin to get a hole in one
I be needin the baddest chick
With the meanest walk rockin the flyest shit
Lookin live as hell, E or YSL
You a cowgirl that's right ride it well
Vivica, Zoey, Gabrielle Union
Anyone of y'all might have a nigga spoonin
Neck soaked I'm the new Ricky Ruler
Call me Franck White, Franck Lucas, Frank Mueller

[Hook 2: Ryan Leslie] (Chorus: Sample of \"A Billi\" by Jay-Z)
(RAH!!!) Let me touch this remix
Switch it up a lil' bit and do somethin for the ladies
(RAH!!!! RAH!!!!) You're rockin with the best, your boy R. Les
Know just the way you want it baby (RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)
And I could do it all night (I'm ill!!!)
Compatible with all types (RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)
No discrimination (I'm ill!!!) Turn the lights out
I can bring your freak out make you wanna creep I'm ill
(I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!!)
(RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)

[Verse 6: Lloyd Banks]
I'm pass on emergency cause it has been a murder
New designer bodybags, come at me I will burn ya
Better keep your distance, you ain't heard that I get ill?!
Still shiny, real grimey, still sound like 90 mil
I'm ballin so these bitches wanna do me
My life is like a movie, call me Rolie Gucci Louie
Rock the carots usually, girl, the platinum diamond rubies
Some men always 'round the coochie, girl I love those like an uzi!!!
Smooth that he copped and can't wait to flaunt it
That new Beem, blue jean with the Hs' on it
Stacks on my sweater, come getcha makeup on it
Let's make a porno, part one and two, watch the pape up on it
Soon as the cut the beat and I go ape all on it
My life is one big show, whole day performin
Night to mornin, I be gettin high scorin
If a nigga run up on 'em, let the thing spat up on 'em like...

[Hook 2: Ryan Leslie] (Chorus: Sample of \"A Billi\" by Jay-Z)
(RAH!!!) Let me touch this remix
Switch it up a lil' bit and do somethin for the ladies
(RAH!!!! RAH!!!!) You're rockin with the best, your boy R. Les
Know just the way you want it baby (RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)
And I could do it all night (I'm ill!!!)
Compatible with all types (RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)
No discrimination (I'm ill!!!) Turn the lights out
I can bring your freak out make you wanna creep I'm ill
(I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!!)
(RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)

[Verse 7: Red Cafe]
Iller than LeBron on a fast break
Iller than Horatio on his last case
Look in the sky, nigga LIVE in that place
If they try to run with R, I'm leavin them in last place (HUH!)
Thuggin in the club, the top off my bottle
Dippin in the spur, the top off my model
I feel like I win in EVERY thing except lotto
Got a dollar and a dream so I still play a lotto
I'm ill - ill like Jiggaman on the hook
Back when I was re'in up, I was the man, I was the cook
Turnin one into three, now I'm runnin in threes
R&B chicks, who wouldn't wanna be me?
I'm ILL!!

[Hook 2: Ryan Leslie] (Chorus: Sample of \"A Billi\" by Jay-Z)
(RAH!!!) Let me touch this remix
Switch it up a lil' bit and do somethin for the ladies
(RAH!!!! RAH!!!!) You're rockin with the best, your boy R. Les
Know just the way you want it baby (RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)
And I could do it all night (I'm ill!!!)
Compatible with all types (RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)
No discrimination (I'm ill!!!) Turn the lights out
I can bring your freak out make you wanna creep I'm ill
(I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!! I'm ill!!!)
(RAH!!!! RAH!!!!)