One by one goes the in the clip Put it in yo gat, one in the chamber, now ready to start shit Heat from the barrel with a cloud of smoke Dead on the ground when these fools get loc'ed
It's in the street, pack some heat for a sucker through the town tryin' to murder muthafuckas 211's day, liquor store and bank jobs D boys gettin' robbed, get jacked for they mobbs
What's a nigga to do, can't survive a gun Snitches in the street, a livin' on the run It's fun but the pen is like sess Locked up on a 187'll any nigga stress
You can wear a vest, it won't two to the head Shot you in face and now your ass is better off dead Talkin' shit'll get you smoked No need to save a hoe because they can't live without
So I focus on the mail, Cel Ain't no playa-hatin nigga, I got too much heat to Fairy tales I never kick, it's in my veins I kicked it the O G's pickin up on game
Get money on, fuck a bitch and get ghost And keep one in the for them fools that play you close Them sick wid' it niggas makin' the beat 4 yo azz Ciggedy-Cel, the nigga got some heat 4 yo azz
Some heat 4 yo azz, some 4 yo azz Them sick wid' it nigga got the 4 yo azz Some heat 4 yo azz, some 4 yo azz That nigga Celly Cel got heat 4 yo azz
Some heat 4 yo azz, heat 4 yo azz Them sick it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz Some 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz That nigga Celly Cel got some 4 yo azz
Them sick wid' it niggas got the up comin' with some heat Them federal muthafuckas tryin' to get a in the streets Every day a nigga wanna test yo And playa-hatas hate to see a nigga comin'
The H I L L S I D E with the P G, niggas don't wanna see me Act a fool, shootin' up the city Happy on the trigger like my nigga Frank
Let's get the C thang, hillside slang a hillside thang from the hillside, mang Smokin' 'em like a sack, rollin' 'em in a zag Hittin' 'em the funk and zippin' 'em up in bodybags
Everywhere I go fools get to actin' Wanna let they nuts hang, thinkin' can fade me So I keep a mug on my face with some heat, sippin' on a straight lace
A high speed chase, it in the side pocket Po-po's can't fuck the 350 rocket my hood it's all good when I'm on the gas Checkin' the rollers and the that try to blast
Tricks of the already made, gangster got it down panic under pressure when it's goin' down Droppin' a bomb, nigga, mobb 4 yo azz Ciggedy-Cel, the figgedy-funky nigga got heat 4 yo azz
Some heat 4 yo azz, some 4 yo azz Them wid' it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz Some 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz That nigga Cel got some heat 4 yo azz
Some heat 4 yo azz, heat 4 yo azz Them sick wid' it got the beat 4 yo azz Some 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz nigga Celly Cel got some heat 4 yo azz
Breakin' 'em off proper for the nine-fo' In the do' is some of that 4 yo azz, hoe Little hoes and the don't-know's need to A nigga that who ain't comin' out the gate slow
Pimpin' and and pandlin', hoe the whole bit Killers move in silence, nigga, I don't talk I see them loudmouth keep gettin' dead And the silent ones on 25 to bids
You gotta pack some in the street, it's goin' down If you ain't down you move to a square town Niggas talk shit, drink and weed up Hit the county jail P C'd up
You never know who really down till the funk Same one that jump and the finger at the punk And your crew wasn't down the get-go Don't you how that bitch-made nigga shit go?
points get to the point quicker 'Cause talkin' shit full of liquor thinkin' that sicker the next nigga'll get you full of bullet holes Stayin' on my toes and I can't let go Of this mobb that I kick 4 yo azz Ciggedy-Cel the nigga got some heat 4 yo azz
Some heat 4 yo azz, heat 4 yo azz Them wid' it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz Some 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz That nigga Celly Cel got some 4 yo azz
heat 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz Them sick wid' it got the beat 4 yo azz Some 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz That nigga Celly Cel got some 4 yo azz