don't want to beef 'cuz the game be fucked Strip a mothafucka for his cars and money Tag up a 600 SEL A three-way split, me, 40 and Cel About my mail
be poor but now I'm rich Got it, te quiero, can't get stood up by no bitch 'cause where would I be without Celly, Celly Sick Wid' It and ?Fonzerelli? [Celly Cel
Readin' Pimp Playa-istic shit By dino boys Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny And make 'em join The winning team Ain't nothin' but
beam gleam, he's dead on the scene, shot in the spleen Got two in the chest, he's off the scene It's C-Celly Cel and Spice 1 sp-splittin' wigs It's murderin
make it, make it crunk I had to pop the trunk I know that they some bitches had to pop the trunk California to Texas poppin' the trunk UGK and Celly
Sittin on the shelf, they got me stuck up in this box Choppin it up with the homies, havin visions of a glock 17 Niggas on my team can't wait to fill
for conniving Whether the strong surviving Or getting pimped by the system I still be 4 1 5 ing it down to the V With that fool Celly C E L L Shakin'
ass is better off dead Talkin' shit'll get you smoked quick No need to save a hoe because they can't live without dick So I focus on the mail, Celly Cel
Why you smiling for? These niggas playing games on the street That's where they meet the heat, they sweep they ass up off of they feet This ain't no fairy tale, you fuckin' with Cel
on the floor Everywhere we go, we light it up like the side show I'm sittin' on the door hangin' out the vehicle It's Breezy in the store, yellin', "Celly
Fuck tha world, yeah Yeah, you got to sick wid' it hoes Sick wid' it The no limit soldiers North, south to tha west Celly Cel Celly Cel, Sikk the Shocker
Yeah, you got Celly Cel back in this muthafucka Once again, you know 'bout to drop this soul playa shit on y'all You know, nothin' but that realness,
Good evening Welcome to channel 187 Murder 1 News Tonight we focus on the city of Vallejo in the state of California Where five black men were found dead
Alright, what's up, what's up, what's up Celly Cel, Celly Cell up in here once again I'm about to put it down, it's only one way to do it Only one way
[Celly Cel] I'm stressed out nigga, I'm stressed out nigga Sittin' on my bed, starin' at the roof loadin' up my strap, puttin on my bulletproof these
What u niggaz thought Gots some bill like bitches on the under Tryin' to keep it on the slunder 'cuz I made you wonder If I was down 'cuz I rap, now what
Fordítás: Celly Cel. Karácsony Hollis.
