Onyx
2Pac
Sweet Tee
Method Man & Redman
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Mary J. Blige
Domino
The Dove Shack & Arnita Porter
South Central Cartel Productions & Treach & Jayo Felony
Jayo Felony
Big Tray Deee & South Sentrelle
Warren G & Twinz & Bo Roc & Warren G
LL COOL J
A Tribe Called Quest
The Notorious B.I.G.
South Central Cartel & Spice 1 & MC Eiht & Jayo Felony & Treach & L.V. (South Central Cartel)
[Verse 1: Tray Deee]
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 innovating like the great Pablo Picasso
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 classified 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 massage your eyes
It's why I should I bring the bomb disguise
I drop bombs
[Hook x2]
Ain't no mistaking, Sentrelle and Tray Deee 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: Sentrelle]
Alright, hold up just wait up just a motherfuckin' minute
Hoes recognize, check in the Guinness
Book of world records, microphone checker
Crazy bitch step up,the psycho heffa
Oh yes a, droppin' mad skills on your disc it
Beats so hot, I have you rising like a biscuit
To the shiznit, that I can bitches get drop kicked
Give your ass 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 butt as I rip shit 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 nigga
You couldn't find me nigga
I'm right behind you nigga
I drop the bomb
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tray Deee]
And so, when you hear the boom, make room
Nigga 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: Sentrelle]
I hits hard like a nigga, but I'm smooth like satin
When I move through, nigga make room for the madam
Seductive as I bust this, nigga trust this
I could give a damn about your Caddi' and your Cutlass
Now I'm committing straight murder
(So if one time comes around nigga say I haven't heard of her)
Because I'd rather be a thug nigga
Then to sleep six feet in the mother fuckin' mud nigga
[Tray Deee]
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]
Droppin Bombz was written by Big Tray Deee & South Sentrelle.
Droppin Bombz was produced by Dave Swang.
Big Tray Deee released Droppin Bombz on Tue Aug 15 1995.
https://youtu.be/OQ1tA7e9XnM?t=1m32s