Street Villains ILL BILL (Ft. Big Noyd)

(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 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