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Correct O-Red Vs. Ill Will Lyrics
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[Round 1: Ill Will] Vegas, what up? (What up!?) Y'all can't imagine the type of situation that I'm in I'm Wesley Snipes in Undisputed (Why?) They bringin' the Champion to my pen In which I feel I got one of the best in battle rap But y'all wanna make me the head bully And Beasley said it's that time of the month, so I gotta see this Red pussy What's poppin', Champ? Let's see who got the pen, and decipher it Pssh...what's poppin, Champ? Let's see who got the sickest pen Fuck ten bands at the end of the year...when a nigga can sign a contract and get it then That talk stop now, and it's full of truth They wonder how much that belt cost... I wonder if it's bulletproof I come from a horrible land I'll lay dormant and plan Shooter? We wouldn't see Red peel (pill) out of Morpheus hand! But you got a lot of sports bars I used to shoot for real and shoot for real The best wit' guns Which means I could throw you an alley or get you left in one! Oh, but you the bomb, though!? I'm prepared for this I'm talkin' George Bush in the classroom, waitin' on the terrorists If he come to Pontiac, you'll be scared to piss He actin' cocky, so he the one I'll air a- I'll come to yo' hood wit' it on me, my nigga See what the braggin' 'bout Y'all remember Stacy, girlfriend was askin' for the condoms? I got one Magnum out Dawg actin' These K-9 tri- dog actin' And I'll beat yo' ass like those Crips did when you was false-flaggin' You remember that? Words can turn to violence real quick That effect'll domino after Think Smokey - if I'm at yo' door wit' the shits, I bet yo' mama won't answer! Itchin' at his head: curious Fo'-fo' through the door wit' the Tre up: Furious! See these (CD's)? Both airs (ears) off: I ain't hearin' it! This bitch cranky, but if she ready to bust, then ain't no mo' Red - period! OK, the lead is blown Yeah, Red, it's on I came in your house, his bitch had on a reddish thong I walked in, tried to read the vi- BOW! Too late, Red, it's gone She holdin' Red up like, "Red, it's wrong!" Then she get the TECs (text) right after - BLAOW! She must've read it wrong You 'bout to wild out on me? I ain't believin' that We in Vegas...I got a rule that (roulette) if you put the .357 on Red, he can't even black! That's real shit! And I know you real pissed Asked for a DNA test and got diagnosed wit' some Ill shit! Demon and misfit (*chk-chk*) Ain't nobody speakin' in this bitch .40 hit his kidney - BOW! - look like he was reachin' for his shit Vers' Ave, you wore a nightgown Vers' Bigg K, you wore a sundress Next, it's gon' be a miniskirt But when I pull up in the van, Red dead, then the Mini skrrt! I assume, Red, want his moon red What I do wit' the fif'? Lunar eclipse: it'll moon Red! The Grimmest Reaper, spillin' liters Netflix, Hulu: same clips, different features!
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