Big Scrilla Lyrics & Chords By Killa Tay

[Killa Tay]
Uh huh, Yeah We gone call this one big scrilla For all my niggas out there thug pimpin D-1A up in this muthafucka, ya' know For yall sucka ass niggas, uh Hollerin all the cheap shit, but you aint rappin right nigga Gimmie the mic, feel me like you appetite nigga Supposed to be hard, but y'all ain't actin like niggas Probably go both ways like a hermaphrodite nigga Bitch mades cant get no love I hit the highway like O.
J, with blood on my gloves I roll like young buck, homies wanna hang with me But I'm a killa on the grind livin dangerously I'm thug pimpin, from? to Australia Never been a failure better believe it when I tell ya Sell you nothin but the A-1 yeh The innovator, pistol players manditory one shot To end the story the glory days is over If you dont work, you dont eat All that talkin is cheap mayne, this hustle game is deep Back from the?, west cola till they burry me With a bullet in my casket To lift my soul and keep them scared of me Work, like chemotherapy, when i let loose with the? So relentless, we sneakin, and creepin and keepin it off the hinges Bullys wit Fullys pullin strings like Jimi Hendrix Fuck a trick biotchh, when it comes to my click, my love is illest, IIIII -stick em like syringes, hard, heavy and devy I do whatever it take in life to make continous fetti Ready and willing killin them all off like nazi's No time for the he say she say we stay sloppy of that broccolli, we mob deep
[Chorus]
Ride for my niggas Stay on the grind down to die for my niggas We real killas, big scrilla Blazin up doja zips Nigga, one false move and its over with, we blast And mash hard, livin large like