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Cel]
Why must I be like
Loccing up on niggas I don't know, they might be for me
the show?
To get me death, or peel my so I step back
Holla at them niggas wit' my on my strap
tryin' to see, they tryin' to makin' me a memory
I'm definately first, if you get away, me
I been a hoe up in this shit I came on
a single with a mic on my hand
I had them heaters ready to on

We like to mob, M.O.B. my organization of business,
Fuck with me and I route never see another Christmas
Expect Nicholas to be in black
Coming down the chimney bustin'
Superficial goons to the and spleen
Dumping a garbage man, through my team
Shotgun pellets all over the
Bodies all in the kitchen, all on the
THAT UP!

1- Cel]
Why must I be like
Why must I keep a strap in every city on the
Why I be like that?
Why I keep a strap in every city on the map?

Why I be like that?
Why I keep a strap in every city on the map?
Why must I be like
Why I keep a strap in every city on the map?

Check it out, stick and slash, bout to get hit from way
Quick to do this, to to this, die, nigga, die, nigga
Murder, deader, start reachin' for my
I ain't that rich, sho' no mo', use to be but now I'm rich
Got it, te quiero, get stood up by no bitch
'cause where would I be Celly, Celly
Sick It and ?Fonzerelli?

[Celly
Ready to go to war, got stacked up to the ceilin'
Tryin' to come up with wonderbread
got no time for sexual healing
The niggas is plottin' on everything I do
The like I move without my Murder One crew
Do what you do but don't cross the 'cause we trigger happy
Peelin' yo' cap through the top, the to make a nigga happy
Shot callin' like in and Reno
Dig a ditch and lay you in like do on Casino, ugh

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[Celly
Watch everythang, hoes be makin' niggas' nuts
Disrespect the game, so I glock in vain
In yo' ass, try to end it when I squeeze
Ain't no mercy on this locc, ain't no sista "Please!"
I flash, I blast and put slugs in yo' ass
Hit the gas and smash and heat for yo' ass
Niggas don't know, when it's faulty, we the sco'
surrounded by birthday tags on they toes

Tags on they, tags on toes
When I done a home full of bitch
Made a half suit on the toilet puttin' you piss ass nigga, froze
Crows, foes, blew his head, casket
Black rose funerals, off the Range, it's closed casket
That's how the fuck know, nigga, the sun-a be a bastard
No more problems, oh, the circumstances be too
Decompose the body, bust 'em up and 'em with a bat
Why must I be that?

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Why must I be that?
Why must I keep a strap in every city on the
Why must I be that?
Why must I be that?