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Celly Cel
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Fuck tha World
作詞:Marceles Mccarver, Silkk The Shocker, Ricardo Thomas
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 Uh, huh, in this motherfucker I'm in this, bitch, mob shit, nigga
Mob shit, respect A'ight, check it, fuck tha world Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Celly Cel, tell these busters by they self
They got no time to be trippin' on niggas That's tryin' to keep me down I put that bump in your trunk And lace the nation's underground
Let them know about the ghetto mentality Niggas get smoked for nothing at all They want you up out of the game When they see you get on your feet and ball
Faulty niggas never run me off my cellar lot I always kick it, I ain't never had it I wanna see every black man in the world with a meal ticket Eatin' steak and lobster, crackin' crab, sippin' Don P till, they hurl But in the meantime speakin' for all my niggas, fuck tha world
Man, I just touched down, me and Celly conversate on some plan Until we got lip on the bud, 'fore this shit get up outta hand Fuck niggas hatin', fuck a nigga lovin', I deal with it See, I'm a No Limit Soldier, when it tops, I get sick wid' it
Niggas better stop like a sign or get drop like a dime Fuck the four one on the trunk, I already got mine See fuck you, fuck the click, fuck the girl that you with Nigga, man, like fuck the whole world, I'm tryin' to get rich, bitch
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
What's up with it man? You got a problem with the way I'm doin' my thang? I lets my nuts hang then put these niggas the flash to go insane Oh, that be me, let's kick it; just don't pull your tech late
We ride up on you and catch you slippin', checkmate Lie down and best watch out everything, nowadays you can't trust Now one of these niggas, they coulda been paid to put a head out on us You understandin' me like I say 'Keep it in the family man, you can't miss' Eliminate them haters and yo' mix, fuck tha world and feel bitch
Be about your money, nigga, all about your scratch Everyday I gotta plot and make it Till I'm on top to make my dollars and stats On the real, we big time fuckin' ballers Niggas, shot callers, lay in 'em drop tops, gold thangs and M-40's
Well, you gotta have big paper, nigga, just to fuckin' kick it もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Ain't no bitches in the streets, nigga, this motherfucker get wicked See, a multi-pep nigga, but I be true to this shit First of all, about my money, fuck a bitch, I'm tryin' to get rich! Ugh
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
Crept from the bottom, man, I struggled all my motherfucking life Use to have a razor blade, sliced through solid A1, wide knots The only way to get some scrilla If you knockin,' then fuck what you talkin'
Broke ass nigga everybody in the hood own thangs and you walkin' You the same type of niggas that hate on everything that a playa do Always talkin' about, 'I woulda done this, I woulda done that' fuck you
Wark ass nigga, don't wanna see they don't get nothing Don't wanna give me no props Smile on your face when you post-up, stab you in the back When you need a bluff
Well, fuck 'em! 'Cuz, see, we be all about our payday From South to the West, bitch, we connect, bitch We wreck this like an AK Or get bang like some hoes or get hang like some clothes When I be get done I'ma slap you like some motherfucking doe
But if only you blow, nigga, red like some rose I yell your whole click outpick you bitch You like some motherfucking F O I'm all about my paper, nigga, I'm rowdy, bitch I'm 'bout getting paid, so I say I'm 'bout gettin' rich
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
Fuck tha world, fuck tha world Fuck a bitch, fuck a bitch Fuck these haters, fuck these haters Get rich, get rich
No limit, Sick Wid' It Celly Cel, Silkk the Shocker Ugh, 'bout it, 'bout it South to the West
No Limit Soldiers and Sick Wid' It Nigga, Celly Cel Check this Fuck 'em
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