Skrilla 4 Rilla

Lyrics

[Intro: Bullet] Come on, bring it, come on, come on [Chorus: Bullet, Lil' Shank, Twin Gats, Cell Block] Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Cables, links, ropes and chains, uh-huh) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Suede, leather, gators and canes, come on) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Superfly hoes with a nose for G's, that's right!) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Black trucks rollin' on triple gold D's) Rydas for life, bitch! [Verse 1: Foe Foe & Bullet] Skrilla's for Rilla, money's everything Smack you and your bitch for a dollar and some change Lookin' strange, mean-muggin' in the back of the club I'm hangin' out, gettin' drunk with my nigga Tom Dub (Yeah!) Hoes showin' mad love, (Yeah, yeah!) 'cause the money be right I'm outta sight with the diamonds shinin' bright, fool! Slap a bitch and I'm in it for free But believe that all the money's comin' with me, what? [Verse 2: Lil' Shank] I've been spendin' cheddar since it jingled in my pockets Programmed my mind since birth, obtainin' profit Yeah, I got it, ones, fives, and tens No, high denominations won't fly by the feds Still I got the flow safe Wit' more Benji's then the sugar in your cupcake ass, so tell a friend Wait, you can tell 'em, I stay green like Willie Skrilla for rilla, my nigga, tell me can you feel me? [Chorus: Bullet, Lil' Shank, Twin Gats, Cell Block] Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Come on) (Cables, links, ropes and chains) (That's right!) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Suede, leather, gators and canes) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (We rich!) (Superfly hoes with a nose for G's) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Black trucks rollin' on triple gold D's) [Verse 3: Twin Gats & Bullet] Motherfucker never contest, but I'm heavy into stress Pack a Glock in the vest, and the skrilla's what I quest (Yeah!) In the passenger side of the Navi Right behind the Black Caddy Rollin' deep, all these bitches lookin' at me Shinin', flossin' diamonds Now that I'm in the mood to bump these sounds louder than the cop sirens Move the keys from over-seas, on consignment To the streets, to these killas, to make the skrillas? [Verse 4: Bullet] I wanna bank the skrilly for realy, what the dilly? It ain't silly, I'm tryin' to bank like 30 or 40 milly And be the big willy, with the flake deal Fuck mowin' lawns and servin' up Happy Meals I fold my ones in a knot, and slap my fifty on top And front the bitches like "Oh, look what I dropped!" (Oh!) Bitch took it and broke, I had to laugh And aimed at the back of her head and blew it in half! (Blah!) [Chorus: Bullet, Lil' Shank, Twin Gats, Cell Block] Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Cables, links, ropes and chains) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Bitch!) (Suede, leather, gators and canes, come on!) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Superfly hoes with a nose for G's) (Bring it!) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Black trucks rollin' on triple gold D's) [Verse 5: Cell Block] I'm gettin' paid, cash money, cheddar cheese Just picked up 8 pounds of weed I'm gettin' skrilla, that's the deal-a, can you feel a True OG neighborhood cap peeler? Underground drug dealer, with the 15 rides And another Bentley parked outside Fuck you bitch, you'll still get jacked 'Cause I always leave my mother fuckin' pistol packed [Verse 6: Full Clip] Skrilla for rilla, fool! I'm a killer! Go off in your grill and run your pockets for your bills, yeah! Stackin' my change, bag, cheese, green and things Lettin' my nuts hang jettin' down the line of Soul Train (Ding!) Don Cornelius and Clip, we got money plans Me and my man, put our hands in no less than grands Man! Fuck this, I'm out to get paid! Clockin' $2 million for my [?], yeah! [Chorus: Bullet, Lil' Shank, Twin Gats, Cell Block] Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Cables, links, ropes and chains) (Cha-ching!) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Suede, leather, gators and canes) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Bitch!) (Superfly hoes with a nose for G's) (Come on!) Skrilla for Rilla, money ain't a thing (Black trucks rollin' on triple gold D's) [Outro: Bullet] One for you, five for me One for you, ten for me One for you, twenty for me Skrilla's for Rilla bitch! Yeah, yeah Rydas, insiders We the Rydas! Eatin' steak, you at home, eatin' sliders