Tha Bullet (Explicit)-Celly Cel

Tha Bullet (Explicit)

歌手:Celly Cel

时间:1999-05-18

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The Bullet - Celly Cel

Sitting on the shelf they got me stuck up in this box

Chopping it up with the homies having visions of a glock

17 ni**as on my team can't wait to fill clip up

We jumping out the barrel with my ni**as shooting sh*t up

See under Niner Ross black Talon hollow tips flow

Aim me at the chest I'm making sure that vest don't get no love

Ain't even breathing leave the body shitting like a seagull

See I'm illegal I got pockets like that

eagle

F**king around with me is danger

I'm talking sh*t trying to brainwash the trigger

When I'm in the chamber

Don't give a f**k if it's a accident or on purpose

When I'm coming out the chamber fool it's just in service

Don't get nervous when you see what I do

I love to hit the target and when I'm breaking that skin ooh

Travel through his heart ricochet off the nearest bone

Rip his insides up shatter his spine now I'm gone

Laying by the body waiting for the Feds

Swoop me up for evidence then I'm just some melted lead

It ain't no thang got me back where I started

In a box with my homies waiting for my next target

The mothaf**king bullet

Shooting up sh*t everywhere every city in every state

Don't give a f**k about who when the bullet fly

The only thought that's on my mind is die ni**a die

But what do ya know

Looks like I'm 'bout to be purchased again

I seen a ni**a ask for them black Talons and grin

It won't be long 'til they let me loose

Got me in the clip drinking gin with no f**king juice

It's going down I know they riding on some fools tonight

Hit the lights squeeze the trigger send me on my flight

Don't give a f**k about who I hit when I fly

The only thought that's on my mind is die ni**a die

Women and children and babies I know it's crazy

See I'm a bullet it's my job man that sh*t don't faze me

Even the hand that's on the trigger get shot too

Wherever the barrel aiming at that's who I end up smoking fool

Don't get it twisted I got no love for none of y'all

Got to dig a tunnel through your head and watch the body fall

Just shoot and I'ma do the rest

I love giving young ni**as cardiac arrests

Bullet-proof ni**as I go up in 'em quickly

The ambulance picked him up with sh*t all in his D**kies

Just cock the glock put your finger on the trigger pull it

And make a mothaf**ka feel the bullet

Yeah another victim of these mothaf**king bullets

Once we pull the trigger don't get nervous

'Cuz it's instant mothaf**king service

Yeah breakin fools off every mothaf**king day

Up out the chamber it's that sneaky mothaf**ka creeping

You heard a shot but didn't know until the blood was leaking

Up out your chest you seen your flesh was a bloody mess

Dropped down on your knees and ran outta breath

Sentenced to your death

Got hit by the wig splitting shirt ripping pistol wippin' ni**a

Catching 'em slipping when they set tripping

Dipping and dabbing you ni**as know who I am

And can't be f**king with them faulty heaters that be jamming

I love to fly and when they jam I can't come out and kick it

Just pick a target point me at it and see how quick I hit it

Dropping bodies by the dozens in and out your cousins

I'm burning ni**as like a oven giving up no loving

with my dogs riding in a 50 round clip

Ready to make the hit talking long sh*t b**ch

Hit the floor before I hit the door and split ya with some heat

Take your head and leave your body in the street

As I creep up on my next mothaf**king victim

Sweep him off his feet pull the trigger let me sick him

Hit him high hit him low you know how it go

Put your finger on the trigger pull it the mothaf**king bullet

The mothaf**king bullet

Mobbing through your hood and taking head

Showing no mothaf**king remorse

We don't give a f**k about you

The bullet spraying up sh*t everywhere we go

Don't give a f**k laying men 6 feet on the regular

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