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 fools get
It's in the street, pack some heat for a sucker Mobbin' through the town tryin' to muthafuckas 211's every day, store and bank jobs D boys gettin' robbed, niggas get jacked for mobbs
What's a nigga to do, can't without a gun in the street, a nigga livin' on the run It's fun but the pen is like sess Locked up on a 187'll make any stress
You can wear a vest, it stop two to the head you in your face and now your ass is better off dead Talkin' shit'll get you smoked No need to a hoe because they can't live without dick
So I on the mail, Celly Cel Ain't no playa-hatin nigga, I got too much heat to Fairy tales I kick, it's gangsterism in my veins I kicked it with the O G's pickin up on
Get your money on, fuck a bitch and get And keep one in the for them fools that play you close Them sick wid' it niggas keep the beat 4 yo azz Ciggedy-Cel, the figgedy-funky got some heat 4 yo azz
heat 4 yo azz, some 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
Some 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz sick wid' it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz Some heat 4 yo azz, heat 4 yo azz That nigga Celly Cel got heat 4 yo azz
Them sick wid' it niggas got the up comin' with some heat Them federal muthafuckas to get a buck in the streets Every day a nigga wanna test yo And hate 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 like my nigga Frank Nitty
Let's get into the C thang, slang It's a hillside thang from the hillside, 'em like a chronic sack, rollin' 'em in a zag Hittin' 'em the funk and zippin' 'em up in bodybags
Everywhere I go fools get to crazy Wanna let nuts hang, thinkin' they can fade me So I a life-long mug on my face Rollin' with heat, sippin' on a straight lace
A high speed chase, bank it in the side Po-po's can't with the 350 rocket Under my hood it's all when I'm on the gas the rollers and the jackers that try to blast
Tricks of the trade already made, got it down Never panic under pressure it's goin' down Droppin' a bomb, nigga, beats 4 yo azz Ciggedy-Cel, the figgedy-funky got some heat 4 yo azz
Some 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz Them sick wid' it nigga got the 4 yo azz heat 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz That nigga Celly Cel got some 4 yo azz
Some heat 4 yo azz, some 4 yo azz Them sick wid' it got the beat 4 yo azz Some heat 4 yo azz, heat 4 yo azz nigga Celly Cel got some heat 4 yo azz
Breakin' 'em off somethin' for the nine-fo' In the do' is some of heat 4 yo azz, hoe Little hoes and the don't-know's to know A nigga that flow who ain't out the gate slow
Pimpin' and and pandlin', hoe handlin' the bit Killers move in silence, nigga, I talk shit I see them loudmouth niggas gettin' dead And the silent ones on 25 to bids
You gotta pack some heat in the street, it's down If you ain't down you better move to a town talk shit, drink and smoke weed up Hit the county straight P C'd up
You never who really down till the funk jump Same one that and the finger points at the punk And your crew wasn't down the get-go Don't you know how that nigga shit go?
points get to the point quicker 'Cause talkin' shit full of liquor thinkin' you're sicker Than the next get you full of bullet holes Stayin' on my toes and I just let go Of mobb shit that I kick 4 yo azz Ciggedy-Cel the figgedy-funky nigga got some 4 yo azz
Some heat 4 yo azz, heat 4 yo azz Them wid' 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
Some heat 4 yo azz, some 4 yo azz Them sick it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz Some heat 4 yo azz, heat 4 yo azz That nigga Celly Cel got heat 4 yo azz