Luyện nghe bài hát Why Must I Be Like That?

[Celly
Why must I be that?
Loccing up on niggas I know, they might be waiting for me
Where the
To get me death, or my caps so I step back
Holla at them wit' my hand on my strap
Ain't to see, they tryin' to makin' me a memory
I'm first, if you get away, remember me
I a hoe up in this shit before I came on
Just a single a mic on my hand
I had them heaters ready to on

We like to mob, M.O.B. my of business, y'all
with me and I route you'll never see another Christmas
Expect Nicholas to be dressed in
Coming the chimney bustin' caps
goons to the backs and spleen
Dumping like a garbage man, through my
pellets all over the place
Bodies all in the kitchen, all on the
THAT UP!

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

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

Check it out, stick and slash, to get hit from outta way
to do this, to ride to this, die, nigga, die, nigga
Murder, deader, start for my pepper
I ain't that rich, no mo', use to be poor but now I'm rich
Got it, te quiero, can't get stood up by no
where would I be without Celly, Celly
Sick It and ?Fonzerelli?

Cel]
Ready to go to war, got artilery stacked up to the
Tryin' to up with some wonderbread
Ain't got no time for sexual
The light niggas is on everything I do
The like I can't without my Murder One crew
Do what you do but don't cross the line 'cause we trigger
Peelin' yo' cap through the top, the shit to make a happy
Shot callin' like in and Reno
Dig a ditch and lay you in like do on Casino, ugh

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[Celly
everythang, hoes be makin' niggas' nuts hang
Disrespect the game, so I glock in vain
In yo' ass, try to end it when I squeeze
Ain't no mercy on locc, ain't no sista yellin' "Please!"
I flash, I blast and put slugs in yo' ass
Hit the gas and and bought 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, on they toes
When I clean a home full of bitch
Made into a half suit on the toilet you piss ass nigga, froze
Countin' Crows, foes, his head, casket
Black rose funerals, off the Range, it's closed casket
That's how the they 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 I be like that?

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