B-legit - 4 Tha Scrilla lyrics

[Verse 1: Celly Cel] A slave to the hood, have no money in my pants Rollin wit some heat to make a mutha f**a dance Had a chance to bubble, had my hustle but I blew that I walked up in the gun store, an ran out wit a new gat A double four, I don't want my million dolla mission 211, b**hes kissin on my chrome wit skrillas in my vision Can't move wit out the mail, wanna hustle So I figga I go out there when they posted up an rush a n***a [Verse 2: E-40] But I can go anotha way, (notha way) Hopefully payday, (payday) What if I slipped and say I dislocated my hip and sue the f** out of Safeway That's my new get back All kinds of things of that flavor The racateerin, racateerin Copy bootin-legger Or however, whatever Long as the weather's clever Might pull a heist might become a snitch fo the vice Ain't no tellin, ain't no tellin That's what Harold told Melvin. Ten millaaaa Make a n***a bleed fo the skrilla [Verse 3: B-Legit] Three drunk n***as wit they gages loaded (Gages loaded) 55 kicks in them agents ho (Agents ho) But I don't wanna beef, cuz the game be fake (Game be fake!) Strip a mutha f**a fo his cars and money (Fo his cars and money) Tagged up a 600 SEL (Yeah) A three way split, me, 40, an Cel (Yeah) About my mail I was bound to have it (Bound to have it) See you f**in wit a mutha f**in Savage (Biddy-iddy-itch!) [Hook: Celly Cel & E-40 & B-Legit] 50 ways to get my scratch on fool I'm a k**a fo the skrilla, that's what we do It's, ah, fo the skrilla, I did it fo the skrilla See I'm nuthin but a k**a doin dirt fo the skrilla [Verse 4: B-Legit] Landlord, landlord Where you at?? (Where ya at!?) I'm hidin in the bushes wit a baseball bat (baseball bat) I need that sack that you made today (today) Or watch me turn into Willie Mays (Willie Mays) [Verse 5: Celly Cel] On a mission fo my mail An you know fo sho we gonna get it It's the first b**h, gimme yo check so I can flip it An when I do, she ain't gonna see a penny of this sh** Cryin havin fits, but I'm in it fo the skrilla b**h [Verse 6: E-40] Gotta fertilize yo cash an make it greener Electrictronic scale triple beamer Juss as sneaky as I wanna be, trifle do f** goin by the books and stickin to them rules [Verse 7: B-Legit] Ten is the limit on the card I'm holdin Citibank Visa, but the card is stolen Retail price, just pay me half But you gotta come right with the cash [Hook: 2x] [Verse 8: E-40] I done took a few heads fo the skriller Bay Hope it don't come back an haunt me Got funk wit like seven different crews Cuz I done jacked, kidnapped, an did dirt to them fools Watch my back Been lookin over my shoulder blades Hella sneaky cuz I heard them n***as got grenades I'm from the Bay so regardless what I'm caught up in, this tangle Can't get up out the Dodge, wit this federal beeper on my ankle [Verse 9: B-Legit] Mutha f**az don't ride fair no mo Get snatched out the 9-6, 5 point 0 Took to the hills to get stapled man While a n***a ride off in a Stang [Verse 10 : Celly Cel] Man I need some ends But to get the ends I gotta sin f** it, let me page a n***a, lie bout what I'm a spend Bring me a pound, I got it sold on this side of town You got that yey, you weigh, I pay, fool that's how it's goin down Bring it in zippers, an I'm a bring the body ripper The big dipper, wit an extra thirty round clipper He brought it back, weighed out to the fullest Little did he know I had his name engraved on my bullet Dumpin like a fool, served, n***a pumpin gas Had that heat fo his a**, took his yey an all his cash I made him feel a, money hungry blood spilla Straight k**a, I did it fo the skrilla [Hook: 2x]