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Skrilla 4 Rilla (Psychopathic Rydas)

"Come on bring it, come on, come on" 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 "Rydas...for life...bitch" 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? (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? Mother fucker 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 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 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 Don Conelius and Clip, we got money plans Me and my man, put our hands in no less than grass Man! f**k this, i'm out to get paid Clockin' $2 million for my peeps and to show, yea "One for you, five for me, one for you, ten for me, one for you, twenty for me, Skrilla's for Rilla bitch, yea, yea...Rydas, insider's,Rydas, eatin' steak, what? home heatin' slida's"