Ill Bill - Street Villains lyrics

(Chorus) 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 (Verse 1:Ill Bill) The king of the undergound, I stick my dick up in your mother's mouth La Coka Nostra lock the whole f**ing summer down You's a f*ggot that run with birds and turds Nerds and herbs, lookin all concerned, you're scurred You're full of sh**, 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 d**h, 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'm a either get really really rich or locked up But f** 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 (Chorus) (Verse 2: Big Noyd) Look holmie, 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 n***as down when I let off one shot One squeeze from the glock will put his a** in a box And you'll get what he got if you f** with my gwop And n***as 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 n***as up cause them n***as so bu*t 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 s**ers get oxed (Chorus)