ILL BILL, Big Noyd - Street Villains lyrics
[ILL BILL, Big Noyd - Street Villains lyrics]
What it do, what it don't, got krillz
Got coke got everything you need
Got pills, got smoke
I'm a street villain, I'm a street villain
What it do, what it don't, got weed, got dope
Got everything you need got speed, got dro
I'm a street villain, I'm a street villain
What it do, what it don't, got weed, got coke
Got everything you need got pills, got smoke
I'm a street villain, I'm a street villain
The king of the undergound
I stick my dick up in your mother's mouth
La Coka Nostra lock the
Whole fucking summer down
You's a faggot that run with birds and turds
Nerds and herbs, lookin all concerned
You're scurred you're full of shit
Talking that gangsta gangsta
Send your fam a tape of you
Duct taped and wrapped up no respect
I humiliate 'cause when laughter's
Attached to pain
No one ever forgets, it's really great
I'm a do it to death, this goon's on the set
I scream on you like a dude with Tourette's
ILL BILL, veteran soldier, vengeance is mine
I'm a General, you either have respect or die
I'mma either get really really
Rich or locked up but fuck jail
You'll catch me iced out and rocked up
I'm a brand name
My customers trust my product
Satisfaction guaranteed when I flood
Your block up
Look homie, I hug the block, I duck the D's
I love the cheese, I love that cheese
I'm a street villain
I hate cops, love the Glock
Love the way it pop
The way you back niggas down when
I let off one shot
One squeeze from the Glock will put
His ass in a box
And you'll get what he got if
You fuck with my gwop
And niggas know me, I need mine off the top
Like the roof off the coupe when
I cruise in the drop
So fresh and so clean but
So mean but so what?
Yeah, I stuck them niggas up
Cause them niggas so butt look, G
I'll make it pop even when the hood hot
Makin' twenties, even dumbies
Man I hustle don't stop
Get the X for the D or the salt for the rock
And keep my name out your mouth
If you ever get knocked
'Cause snitches get stitches 'cause
Gangsters don't box
You pull out them razors and
Them suckers get oxed
Got coke got everything you need
Got pills, got smoke
I'm a street villain, I'm a street villain
What it do, what it don't, got weed, got dope
Got everything you need got speed, got dro
I'm a street villain, I'm a street villain
What it do, what it don't, got weed, got coke
Got everything you need got pills, got smoke
I'm a street villain, I'm a street villain
The king of the undergound
I stick my dick up in your mother's mouth
La Coka Nostra lock the
Whole fucking summer down
You's a faggot that run with birds and turds
Nerds and herbs, lookin all concerned
You're scurred you're full of shit
Talking that gangsta gangsta
Send your fam a tape of you
Duct taped and wrapped up no respect
I humiliate 'cause when laughter's
Attached to pain
No one ever forgets, it's really great
I'm a do it to death, this goon's on the set
I scream on you like a dude with Tourette's
ILL BILL, veteran soldier, vengeance is mine
I'm a General, you either have respect or die
I'mma either get really really
Rich or locked up but fuck jail
You'll catch me iced out and rocked up
I'm a brand name
My customers trust my product
Satisfaction guaranteed when I flood
Your block up
Look homie, I hug the block, I duck the D's
I love the cheese, I love that cheese
I'm a street villain
I hate cops, love the Glock
Love the way it pop
The way you back niggas down when
I let off one shot
One squeeze from the Glock will put
His ass in a box
And you'll get what he got if
You fuck with my gwop
And niggas know me, I need mine off the top
Like the roof off the coupe when
I cruise in the drop
So fresh and so clean but
So mean but so what?
Yeah, I stuck them niggas up
Cause them niggas so butt look, G
I'll make it pop even when the hood hot
Makin' twenties, even dumbies
Man I hustle don't stop
Get the X for the D or the salt for the rock
And keep my name out your mouth
If you ever get knocked
'Cause snitches get stitches 'cause
Gangsters don't box
You pull out them razors and
Them suckers get oxed