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ill bill - la coka starsky and hutch lyrics

intro (big left)
yo what up? it’s the original devil dog big left of la c0ka nostra

(uncle howie)
yo big left. this is uncle howie. go f-ck yourself, motherf-cker!

verse 1: (ill bill)
ill bill be the personification of modern day violence and hatred
a combination of science and nature designed to degrade you
and make you into something capable of surviving the holocaust
machinery, b-tches, and weed be our power source
blue and red rags, green money bags, black b-tches with pink p-ssies
colorful things, the hunger of kings, it inspires all in the kingdom
y’all even murdered over oil wells and selling cracks in the wrong building
this is gangster music, goons and g-ngb-ngers with uzis
pimpin’,penthouse p-ssy programmin’ their coochies
catch me in the back of the tour bus damaging groupies
rock b-tches only rap music they bang at the fugees
i be deadly like c0ke and speed, heavily smoking weed
uncle howie screaming, “rest in peace, odb.”
we south paw, hit you hard with hammers
big left, ill rock records, let’s bomb these f-ggots!

hook x2
ill bill, big left
we supposed to be ferocious, real sh-t
ill bill, big left
too much flavor i’m major, bill
verse 2: (big left)

give me a bomb–ss chick and i”ll f-ckin’ dig out her organs
big left and ill bill and i ain’t talking about baldwin
the bronx and canarsie, starsky and hutch
quick to ride on you f-cks without touching the clutch
listen, i’ll run a train on a b-tch with no intermission
my intuition tells me i need me some intervention
f-ck that sh-t, i’ll drink till my liver pops
smoke a stog, drunk driving hoping i end up on cops
an italian charles bronson, sl!ck with a death wish
forty-four death kiss, like f-ck it just let the lead spit
a bad motherf-cker, white motherf-cker
quick to fight motherf-ckers, take your life, motherf-cker!
live on the block where the pistols pop and the missiles drop
corner store slinging weed out in crops
got the lead out the box, sticking chickens like cops
collaborate uncle howie, ‘05 at the top

[chorus x 2]

[uncle howie talking]

yo, big left. this is uncle howie and ill bill and we’re here to get high, man. let’s do this

- ill bill lyrics

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