don't want to beef 'cuz the game be fucked Strip a mothafucka for his cars and money Tag up a 600 SEL A three-way split, me, 40 and Cel About my mail
[Celly Cel] Why must I be like that? Loccing up on niggas I don't know, they might be waiting for me Where the show? To get me death, or peel my caps
Readin' Pimp Playa-istic shit By dino boys Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny And make 'em join The winning team Ain't nothin' but
' niggaz in and let them shells pile up From dumpin' on these niggas in my motherfuckin' face I breaks 'em off a taste of that Ciggety Cel and Spice
[Incomprehensible] I just bought me a Coupe De ville Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel Now all the ATL niggas wanna jack 'cause I'm from Texas
Sittin on the shelf, they got me stuck up in this box Choppin it up with the homies, havin visions of a glock 17 Niggas on my team can't wait to fill
At least 360 degrees And slidin' to the function Yelling 'Bump Something' Mane'gtoi Need about three with me in this spot Mixing up my driz a While they
ass is better off dead Talkin' shit'll get you smoked quick No need to save a hoe because they can't live without dick So I focus on the mail, Celly Cel
Why you smiling for? These niggas playing games on the street That's where they meet the heat, they sweep they ass up off of they feet This ain't no fairy tale, you fuckin' with Cel
What's up for today, I'm tryin' to kick it, know the homie wit it Soup up my dog, we hittin' corners, gettin' seven digits 'Cuz they come out when the
Fuck tha world, yeah Yeah, you got to sick wid' it hoes Sick wid' it The no limit soldiers North, south to tha west Celly Cel Celly Cel, Sikk the Shocker
Yeah, you got Celly Cel back in this muthafucka Once again, you know 'bout to drop this soul playa shit on y'all You know, nothin' but that realness,
Good evening Welcome to channel 187 Murder 1 News Tonight we focus on the city of Vallejo in the state of California Where five black men were found dead
Alright, what's up, what's up, what's up Celly Cel, Celly Cell up in here once again I'm about to put it down, it's only one way to do it Only one way
[Celly Cel] I'm stressed out nigga, I'm stressed out nigga Sittin' on my bed, starin' at the roof loadin' up my strap, puttin on my bulletproof these
What u niggaz thought Gots some bill like bitches on the under Tryin' to keep it on the slunder 'cuz I made you wonder If I was down 'cuz I rap, now what
Traducció: Celly Cel. El Nadal a Hollis.