Lyrics
(Violent J)
"Come on bring it, come on, come on"
(Chorus)
Skrilla for Rilla, money aint a thang
Cables, links, ropes and chains
Skrilla for Rilla, money aint a thang
Suade, leather, gators and cains
Skrilla for Rilla, money aint a thang
Superfly hoes wit' a nose for g's
Skrilla for Rilla, money aint a thang
Black trucks rollin' on triple gold D's
(Violent J talking)
"Rydas...for life...bitch" (gunshot)
(Monoxide Child)
Skrilla's for Rilla, money's everything
Smack you and your bitch for a dollar and some change
Lookin' strange, mean-muggin' in 'da back of 'da club
I'm hangin' out, gettin' drunk wit' my nigga Tom Dub
Hoes showin' mad love, (yea yea!)'cuz the money be right
I'm outta sight wit' the diamonds bright foo
Slap a bitch and i'm in it for free
But believe 'dat all the money's commin' wit' me, what?
(Wikid Mynd)
i spend alotta cash when im buyin up the crack,
cuz im wikid bitch, i got psychopaths on my back,
big cut on my right wrist, platinum chain on my left,
and bout 400 karats hangin round my neck,
just add up all the fuckin skrilla that im holdin,
i got a six-fo impala dub-deuces bitch im rollin,
blood spilla, dominant male, fuckin cunt filla,
cuz its skrilla 4 rilla, wikids turned into a killa,
(Jamie Madrox)
I've been spendin' cheddar since it jingled in my pockets
Programmed my mind since birth, obtaining profit
Yea i got it, $1, $5's and $10's
No, high denominations won't fly by the fed's
Still I got the flow safe
Wit' more Benji's then the sugar in your cupcake ass so tell a freind Wait, You can tell'em, I stay green like Willie
Skrilla for Rilla, my nigga tell me can you feel me?
Chorus x1
(Myzery)
Motherfucker can test, when i'm heavy in the stress
pack a Glock in the vest, and the Skrilla's what I quest
In the passenger side of the Navi
Right behind the Black Caddy, rollin' deep, all these bitches lookin' at me
Shinin', float some diamonds
Now that i'm in the mood to bump these sounds louder that the cop sirens
Move the keys from over-seas, who can stop it?
To the streets, to these killas, to make the skrilla
(Violent J)
I wanna bank the Skrilly for Rilly what the dilly? it aint silly
I'm tryin' to bank like 30 or 40 milly
And be the big willy, wit' the flake deals
Fuck mowin' lawns, and servin' up Happy Meals
I fold my $1's in a knot, and slap my $50 on top
And front the bitches like "oh look what I dropped"
Bitch took it and broke, I had to laugh
And aimed at the back of her n blew it in half
(Happyface Killer)
Back n took her crack, now whos dumbass is fucking with me
Hk fuck a girl but he never fall in love with a g
lyricly angry, my chainsaw will rip through you
n i'll slip on your porch n be the one to sue you
its funny how the money makes the honeys do you
but the second you go broke, they like damn who you?
my hate make me eliminate any g talking
i'm fucked in the head n i suggest you keep walking
or the motherfucking gun is gonna start cocking
Chorus x1
(Mad Max)
"soundclick.com/hazardusrecords"
Bang bitch, yer dead Hard Target style
Loot ya pockets for skrilla, and go buck wild
Buy myself guns, knives, bombs, and grenades
Buy some bitches, sharpnel rains on parades
Motherfucker, this teenager knows how to scheme
Doing shit you couldn't in yer wildest dreams
Like jumping on track with fucking ICP
I'm not even in college or an Ivy League
(Blaze)
I'm gettin' paid, cash money, cheddar cheese
Just picked up 8 pounds of weed
I'm gettin' Skrilla, that's the Deala, can you feala
True OG neiborhood cap peela?
Underground drug deala, with the 15 watts
And another Bentley parked outside
Fuck you bitch you'll still get jacked
Cuz' I always leave my mother fuckin' pistol packed
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Skrilla for Rilla foo', ima killa
Go off in your grill and run your pockets for your bills yea
Stackin' my chains, bag, cheese green and thangs
Lettin' my nuts hang jettin' down the line of Soul Train
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