Still Kill

[Verse 1: Scrapp Deleon] What up bitches? What up Dolla, what up streets? It's the gang mothafucka They call me s.d. hundred in the neck piece Million in the safe same place where the tec be If you try to test me, bet I bring the number too Leave ya body stankin like someone took a number two On the block I'm popular, homie ain't no stoppin a Do a drive by in the phantom of the opera When it doubt, burner out turn into a slaughter house I done seen niggas die just over a quarter ounce I'm the man of every fiend all bcus of word of mouth I got the best shit sell it for the lesses All you long tounge fiends now where your ex's Take over this trap, on to the next one Shoot thanks to Dolla and the burner might get one Dealers know what that is, hit with tmy gattis Copes tryna cuff me so I shot them with they badges I don't need a camera, I be about that action I Can read you fony niggas I dont need no captions Spread bread through my circle, great with my fractions I Be out Relaxin, Bitch an accent Comment-t'allez vous? Tres bien. Whatever that means [Verse 2: Dolla] They call me dolla bill still will Kill at my own will Niggas flow holy like im rapping with the lord here Thats right we all here Had to play my cards here Went against the odds and said fuck it We gon ball here Aww yea the laws here But we dont give a dog here Kicked us off the bus We said fuck it We gon jogg there Now we here all year Niggas living large here Dont lay on that bed scrap i just put the minaj there Corner made now we paid Foreign and garage here Nigga getting started but im already in 3rd gear Motha fuck the pop charts imma keep the hood here You can check my backround forever ill b good there Sood her never budge till i made a knock there Never scared never was Even got shot there Cried tears late night Damn I Need my pops here Call the cops them niggas spooked They dont even stop here Move to another block, bout to set up shop there Come through with the AK's run em niggas outta here You work for me, you coursin me? Heard you still work for me Blow a nigga top off it's open brain surgery Ridin with the top off, open brain surgery This is an emergency I'm sicker than the S.T.D Better check your bitch boy, eyes keep undressin me I gotta keep a tec with me, bulletproof vest with me Ballin on these niggas like a mothafuckin athlete Streets comin after me, Gang nigga we in charge One was pissed off, you gone stay up outta bardge Double R it's back to back, fuckin bitches back to back Niggas constipated I just shitted on a nigga track 5 pack I sell a pack then I buy another pack Sit on my ass all day I watch the money stack Rob a rapper by his chain and make him buy his shit back Huh-ah youknowhatimtalkinbout They call me Dolla bill If I ain't the best nigga doin it Who the fuck is, knowimsayin You better check your bitch boy cus I think she like me knowhatimtalkinbout I Got my eyes on the prize they call me Dolla bill hoe If the game ain't straight, get it straight You ain't choosing light you ain't choosing right Check it respect it and then correct it bitch Youknowhatimtalkinbout Shabazz we this mothafucka