One by one goes the bullets in the Put it in yo gat, one in the chamber, now ready to start shit comin' from the barrel with a cloud of smoke Dead on the ground when these fools get loc'ed
It's crazy in the street, pack some heat for a through the town tryin' to murder muthafuckas 211's every day, liquor store and jobs D boys gettin' robbed, niggas get jacked for they
a nigga to do, can't survive without a gun Snitches in the street, a nigga on the run It's fun but the pen is like smokin' Locked up on a 187'll make any nigga
You can wear a vest, it won't two to the head Shot you in your face and now your ass is better off shit'll get you smoked quick No to save a hoe because they can't live without dick
So I on the mail, Celly Cel Ain't no nigga, I got too much heat to sell Fairy tales I never kick, it's in my veins I kicked it the O G's pickin up on game
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 makin' the 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 4 yo azz, some heat 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 got the beat 4 yo azz Some heat 4 yo azz, some 4 yo azz That nigga Cel got some heat 4 yo azz
Them sick wid' it niggas got the up comin' with some heat Them muthafuckas tryin' to get a buck in the streets Every day a nigga wanna yo skill And playa-hatas hate to see a nigga comin'
The H I L L S I D E Down with the P G, don't wanna see me Act a fuckin' fool, up the city Happy on the like my nigga Frank Nitty
Let's get into the C thang, hillside It's a thang from the hillside, mang 'em like a chronic sack, rollin' 'em in a zag Hittin' 'em with the funk and 'em up in bodybags
Everywhere I go get to actin' crazy let they nuts hang, thinkin' they can fade me So I keep a mug on my face Rollin' with some heat, sippin' on a straight
A speed chase, bank it in the side pocket Po-po's fuck with the 350 rocket Under my hood it's all when I'm on the gas Checkin' the rollers and the jackers try to blast
Tricks of the already made, gangster got it down Never panic under pressure it's goin' down Droppin' a bomb, nigga, mobb 4 yo azz Ciggedy-Cel, the figgedy-funky nigga got 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 Celly Cel 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 heat 4 yo azz, some 4 yo azz That nigga Celly Cel got some 4 yo azz
'em off somethin' proper for the nine-fo' In the do' is some of that 4 yo azz, hoe Little and the don't-know's need to know A that flow who ain't comin' out the gate slow
Pimpin' and and pandlin', hoe the whole bit Killers in silence, nigga, I don't talk shit I see them niggas keep gettin' dead And the ones on 25 to life bids
You gotta pack some heat in the street, goin' down If you ain't down you better to a square town Niggas talk shit, drink and weed up Hit the county straight P C'd up
You know who really down till the funk jump Same one that jump and the finger at the punk And your crew wasn't from the get-go Don't you how that bitch-made nigga shit go?
Hollow get to the point quicker 'Cause talkin' shit full of liquor thinkin' you're sicker Than the next nigga'll get you full of bullet on my toes and I just can't let go Of this mobb shit I kick 4 yo azz Ciggedy-Cel the figgedy-funky nigga got heat 4 yo azz
heat 4 yo azz, some 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 Celly Cel got heat 4 yo azz
Some heat 4 yo azz, some 4 yo azz Them sick wid' it nigga got the 4 yo azz heat 4 yo azz, some heat 4 yo azz That nigga Cel got some heat 4 yo azz