One by one the bullets in the clip Put it in yo gat, one in the chamber, now ready to start shit Heat comin' from the barrel with a of smoke Dead on the ground when these fools get loc'ed
It's crazy in the street, pack some for a sucker Mobbin' through the tryin' to murder muthafuckas every day, liquor store and bank jobs D gettin' robbed, niggas get jacked for they 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 smokin' sess up on a 187'll make any nigga stress
You can wear a vest, it won't stop two to the Shot you in your and now your ass is better off dead Talkin' get you smoked quick No need to save a hoe because they can't live without
So I on the mail, Celly Cel Ain't no playa-hatin nigga, I got too much to sell Fairy tales I 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 sick wid' it niggas keep makin' 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 sick 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 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz Them wid' it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz heat 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz That nigga Celly Cel got heat 4 yo azz
Them sick it niggas got the beat up comin' with some heat Them federal muthafuckas tryin' to get a buck in the Every day a nigga test yo skill And playa-hatas hate to see a comin' real
The H I L L S I D E Down with the P G, niggas wanna see me Act a fuckin' fool, up the city Happy on the like my nigga Frank Nitty
Let's get the C thang, hillside slang It's a hillside thang from the hillside, Smokin' 'em a chronic sack, rollin' 'em in a zag Hittin' 'em with the funk and zippin' 'em up in
Everywhere I go fools get to crazy let they nuts hang, thinkin' they can fade me So I a life-long mug on my face Rollin' with some heat, sippin' on a straight
A high speed chase, bank it in the side Po-po's fuck with 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 trade made, gangster got it down Never panic under pressure when goin' down Droppin' a bomb, nigga, beats 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 Celly Cel 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 heat 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz That nigga 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 to know A nigga that flow who ain't comin' out the slow
and and pandlin', hoe handlin' the whole bit Killers move in silence, nigga, I don't shit I see them loudmouth keep gettin' dead And the silent on 25 to life bids
You gotta pack some heat in the street, it's down If you ain't down you better move to a square Niggas talk shit, drink and weed up Hit the county straight P C'd up
You never know who really till the funk jump Same one that jump and the finger points at the And your crew down from the get-go Don't you know how that bitch-made shit go?
points get to the point quicker 'Cause talkin' shit of liquor thinkin' that you're sicker Than the nigga'll get you full of bullet holes on my toes and I just can't 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, some 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
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