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[Chorus:] It's Ill Bill and UG Hollow points will fill your mug, we not playing I'm just saying we real for real In the booth we let it spill yeah we body it It's Ill Bill and UG Hollow points will fill your mug, we not playing I'm just saying we real for real In the booth we let it spill yeah we body it [Verse 1:] Hey yo cash rules everything around me nigga A blast move everything around me with the HK I spit bars and get nookie Tell your bitch to chill, she might get snookied Anderson Silva bars, chokehold Either tap out or you'll black out It's that easy, flow off the heezy Heat leave your brain all over the floor where your feet be UG be one of the best Plus Ill Bill, that equals fuck the rest Fuck the world, I'm fucking your girl I'm fucked up off of the Yak I jump in the booth and body the track Songtexte[Verse 2:] Pull out the shotty and clap, I'm like a suicidal jihadi attack Try to react, pull yourself together, keep your body intact Stuff your own intestines back in your body then shotgun you back Yeah I chopped you in half, bouncing with a hundred thousand in cash Top half of your body still talking mountains of trash Point blank range, one for you the sound of the gats A murder machine that's constantly evolving with class This is Ill Bill homie, hardcore like Esham Jump out the green van with a ratchet in each hand Fuck you talking to? Talk to the pistol Seeing visions of demons in a sorcerer's crystal It's official homie, listen [Chorus:] It's Ill Bill and UG Hollow points will fill your mug, we not playing I'm just saying we real for real In the booth we let it spill yeah we body it It's Ill Bill and UG Hollow points will fill your mug, we not playing I'm just saying we real for real In the booth we let it spill yeah we body it [Verse 3:] Mind like Einstein, grind like Russell Gotti-like ties, won't cost to touch you I'm much too nice, I destroy the booth Paul Pierce flow homie here your boy's the truth My rap flows like capsules with crack in it You lack flows, you assholes are wack in it Makes me sick, I spit bars well Y'all DC comics my nigga I'm Marvel My art sells, I'm ark shell, I crush niggas You Carvel soft as shit, I flush niggas With IDE on the track it's the classic Anywhere anybody bet I smash it [Verse 4:] And never sleep, we insomniac Always popping and rob a diamond or pizza guy in the lobby rap Now puff a Phillie on the roof music Glenwood Projects where I started my goon movement Apartment 2C, ultramagnetic like Kool Keith I new UG before you MCs dropped blue cheese ? legacy carved in the stone wall in granite From playing Commodore 64 to touring the planet Stairwell Farragut Road capture the flow They closed South Shore High School ratchets explode My firearms are not user-friendly Ill Bill aka Shooter Jennings You fuck around you'll meet a gruesome ending [Chorus:] It's Ill Bill and UG Hollow points will fill your mug, we not playing I'm just saying we real for real In the booth we let it spill yeah we body it It's Ill Bill and UG Hollow points will fill your mug, we not playing I'm just saying we real for real In the booth we let it spill yeah we body it Aus Songtexte Mania