Heat 4 Yo Azz - Celly Cel

Celly Cel

专辑:《The Best Of Celly Cel (Explicit)》

更新时间:2025-06-07 23:21:23

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Heat 4 Yo Azz - Celly Cel

One by one goes the bullets in the clip

Put it in yo gat one in the chamber

Now you're ready to start sh*t

Heat comin from the barrel with a cloud of smoke

Dead bodies on the ground when these fools get loc'ed

It's crazy in the street pack some heat for a sucker

Mobbin through the town tryin to murder muthaf**kas

211's every day liquor store and bank jobs

D boys gettin robbed niggas get jacked for they mobbs

What's a ni**a to do can't survive without a gun

Snitches in the street a ni**a livin on the run

It's fun but the pen is like smokin sess

Locked up on a 187'll make any ni**a stress

You can wear a vest it won't stop two to the head

Shot you in your face and now your a** is better off dead

Talkin sh*t'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

Ain't no playa-hatin ni**a I got too much heat to sell

Fairy tales I never kick it's gangsterism in my veins

I kicked it with the O G 's pickin up on game:

Get your money on f**k a b**ch and get ghost

And keep one in the chamber

For them fools that play you close

Them Sick Wid' It niggas keep makin the beat 4 yo azz

Ciggedy-Cel the figgedy-funky ni**a got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Them Sick Wid' It ni**a got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

That ni**a Celly Cel got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Them Sick Wid' It ni**a got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

That ni**a Celly Cel got some heat 4 yo azz

Them Sick Wid'

It niggas got the beat up comin with some heat

Them federal muthaf**kas tryin to get a buck in the streets

Every day a ni**a wanna test yo skill

And playa-hatas hate to see a ni**a comin real

The H-i-double l-s-i-d-e

Down with the P G niggas don't wanna see me

Act a f**kin fool shootin up the city

Happy on the trigger like my ni**a Frank Nitty

Let's get into the C thang Hillside slang

It's a Hillside thang from the Hillside mang

Smokin em like a chronic sack rollin em in a zag

Hittin em with the funk and zippin em up in bodybags

Everywhere I go fools get to actin crazy

Wanna let they nuts hang thinkin they can fade me

So I keep a life-long mug on my face

Rollin with some heat sippin on a straight lace

A high speed chase bank it in the side pocket

Po-po's can't f**k with the 350 rocket

Under my hood it's all good when I'm on the gas

Checkin the rollers and the jackers that try to blast

Tricks of the trade already made gangster got it down

Never panic under pressure when it's goin down

Droppin a bomb ni**a mobb beats 4 yo azz

Ciggedy-Cel the figgedy-funky ni**a got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Them Sick Wid' It ni**a got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

That ni**a Celly Cel got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Them Sick Wid' It ni**a got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

That ni**a Celly Cel got some heat 4 yo azz

Breakin em off somethin proper for the nine-fo'

In the do' is some of that heat 4 yo azz hoe

Little hoes and the don't-know's need to know

A ni**a that flow who ain't comin out the gate slow

Pimpin and and pandlin hoe handlin the whole bit

Killers move in silence ni**a I don't talk sh*t

I see them loudmouth niggas keep gettin dead

And the silent ones on 25 to life bids

You gotta pack some heat in the street it's goin down

If you ain't down you better move to a square town

Niggas talk sh*t drink and smoke w**d up

Hit the county jail straight p c -ed up

You never know who really down till the funk jump

Same one that jump and the finger points at the punk

And your crew wasn't down from the get-go

Don't you know how that b**ch-made ni**a sh*t go

Hollow points get to the point quicker

Cause talkin sh*t full of liquor thinkin that you're sicker

Than the next ni**a'll get you full of bullet holes

Stayin on my toes and I just can't let go

Of this mobb sh*t that I kick 4 yo azz

Ciggedy-Cel the figgedy-funky ni**a got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Them Sick Wid' It ni**a got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

That ni**a Celly Cel got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Them Sick Wid' It ni**a got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz

That ni**a Celly Cel got some heat 4 yo azz