Get That Scrill

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Rich The Factor] If you ain't talking scrilla then it really ain't important I'm smokin on some green cracc straight from Portland Walked out the courthouse straight from court Been drivin on suspended license Hopped straight in my Porsche and Bangin them gears like fucc the judges Im'ma show these mothafuckers real meanin of thuggin! Hundred raccs on rims flyin up the avenue I know you know how I'm feelin if you havin loot! Stopped by the land I need some fitted hats Blow ten at the mall cause imma get it bacc A homemade millionaire from the ghetto and You can hear the engine roar when I step on the petal You can hear my bitches heels when she walk in stilettos' You gone get hella dizzy if you watching bezel (what is it?) D.Atlantis timepiece half a man on the wrist Thats fifty thou for you slow niggas in the mix (slow niggas) [Chorus: Taboo] (Im'ma get that scrill Im'ma get that scrill Got get that Im'ma get that scrill I I I Im'ma get that scrill Im'ma get that scrill Im'ma get that scrill I I I - interlude) [Verse 2: Rich The Factor] They jello of me cause I'm the chosen one I walk up in the meeting wit the frozen arm MFR goin around in my bracelet If you buildin you a mob better have you some patience Cause all money ain't good everybody ain't hood Nigga fakin street get cha hit wit the book (yeah) Two hundred months for conspiring wit succas Its Freeway Rich and I'm survivin the struggle Hustle like (Rick) Ross mindframe bossy Got the murder squad wit me when I'm out wit the maffy Staccs on decc means Maks on decc Got the 9 in my head niggas tearin your necc off This vibe in my head nigga reppin' my set All Perrier Rose' I drink it like Smirnoff 7 rubberbands in forty five minutes On Rose' bottle for my niggas and bitches (bitches) [Chorus: Taboo] (Im'ma get that scrill Im'ma get that scrill Got get that Im'ma get that scrill I I I Im'ma get that scrill Im'ma get that scrill (Thats right, Im'ma get that scrill, yeah, yup, yeah) I I I - interlude) [Verse 3: Rich The Factor] My music sellin out like cracc in the store Im'ma Northside Crip what they mad at me for? They really can't believe that a real life gangsta cha Turn his life around start transferrin anger Puttin it in song mode turn it into scrilla Don't think I just rap Im'ma well known killa When it comes to the gritters Im'ma well-known builda Build a nigga up from nothin' have him out here hustlin' (come on) Money (money) doublin Everybody lovin him B-dogs, Crips, everybody run wit him In a way it got me kinda feelin like Meech The way the gangstas worldwide show love on the streets (that right) Dressed in all black got rep for my brotha (BMF) And it ain't about the scrilla he'll give me whatever (give me whateva) in one day he can turn you to a millionaire But its genuine love make you billionaire Its fucced up him and T had problems When it was all one it wasn't no stoppin his mobbin' Miami on the late night pullin up white on white Maybach before (Rick) could ever say that BMF them some powerful letters They say death before dishonor equal powerful chedda' Two hundred mill' them some crazy ass accusations This how it is when you loyal and you havin patience? [Chorus: Taboo] (Im'ma get that scrill Im'ma get that scrill Got get that Im'ma get that scrill I I I Im'ma get that scrill Im'ma get that scrill Im'ma get that scrill - Ohhh its Taboo we just biz and Rich Rich Rich The Factor I am on one - We gettin that scrill interlude)