
Yallah Yallah ILL BILL (Ft. OT the Real & Slaine)
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[Intro: OT The Real]
Let's go! OT!
[Verse 1: OT The Real]
I refuse to lose the vision
I used to smack child molesters and take they food in prison
I guess the last couple hits got him
He's bleeding to death, having a seizure, and my bro walked up and pissed on him
Guards coming, OG got life, so he gon' take the rap
When we got out, we smoked the PO who told, that's how we paid it back
Bad work, I had to take it back, the plug was taken back
But he knows I'm official ticial and everything I say is facts
Get your bros involved, ask around, we'll smoke 'em all
I reach for my gun, you reach for phones to call
Now look at my catalog, I own it all
Still put five hundred on half a jawn and zone it all
These other rappers never felt a bird (never)
The state couldn't charge conspiracy, they couldn't prove I sent the word
So rest in peace and you can rest assured
The pain never felt this pure, tell my enemies check the score
[Chorus: ILL BILL]
Shoot-Shoot-Shooter run up in your crib screaming yallah yallah
He look Palestinian but he from Guatemala
Bench race in the park the stakes high as fuck
Get your face shot the fuck off after they tie you up
Shoot-Shoot-Shooter run up in your crib screaming yallah yallah
He look Palestinian but he from Guatemala
Bench race in the park the stakes high as fuck
Get your face shot the fuck off after they tie you up
Let's go! OT!
[Verse 1: OT The Real]
I refuse to lose the vision
I used to smack child molesters and take they food in prison
I guess the last couple hits got him
He's bleeding to death, having a seizure, and my bro walked up and pissed on him
Guards coming, OG got life, so he gon' take the rap
When we got out, we smoked the PO who told, that's how we paid it back
Bad work, I had to take it back, the plug was taken back
But he knows I'm official ticial and everything I say is facts
Get your bros involved, ask around, we'll smoke 'em all
I reach for my gun, you reach for phones to call
Now look at my catalog, I own it all
Still put five hundred on half a jawn and zone it all
These other rappers never felt a bird (never)
The state couldn't charge conspiracy, they couldn't prove I sent the word
So rest in peace and you can rest assured
The pain never felt this pure, tell my enemies check the score
[Chorus: ILL BILL]
Shoot-Shoot-Shooter run up in your crib screaming yallah yallah
He look Palestinian but he from Guatemala
Bench race in the park the stakes high as fuck
Get your face shot the fuck off after they tie you up
Shoot-Shoot-Shooter run up in your crib screaming yallah yallah
He look Palestinian but he from Guatemala
Bench race in the park the stakes high as fuck
Get your face shot the fuck off after they tie you up
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