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