Celly Cel - Can't Tell Me Shit Lyrics

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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 can ya feel this though?

Yeah gonna ride wit' ya nigga 'cuz it's goin' down

They say break yo'self or make yo'self

So i said fuck it bought a glock so i could take myself

Through all this soft shit a nigga face as a youngsta

Loc'ed ass niggas made that hillside a monster

O.g.'s hoopin' at the school house and shootin' dice

In and out the pen real niggas find nothin' nice

Made this hog hit the brew made me hit the weed

Eatin' at the ho house moms know a nigga kill

Go to my room sleep off my high and hit the door

Tellin' myself "i ain't smokin' weed no more"

But you know them lies as the days go by

Me choo-choo and clyde smokin' dank till the sun rise

Walk into the school house franklin junior

Back when it was cool to kiss and tell and spread rumors

Boxin' toe to toe and everybody in a circle

Sockin' muthafuckas 'til they eyes turn purple

Ain't no set trippin' no jumpin' it's just one on one

Fools throwin' thangs to the end back then it was fun

No gunshots no need to hit the floor but after school

The whole city lookin' up and will support through

To see a little league a babe ruth baseball game

Niggas was down there cuttin' up or throwin' thangs

Chasin' five off for hot dogs and fries bitch

But back then you still couldn't tell a nigga shit

Can't tell me shit

(bitch made niggas can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(skanlezz azz bytchez can't tell a nigga shit)

Can't tell me shit

(punk police can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(fuck you bitch you can't tell a nigga shit)

Can't tell me shit

(bitch made niggas can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(skanlezz azz bytchez can't tell a nigga shit)

Can't tell me shit

(punk police can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(fuck you bitch you can't tell a nigga shit)

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Got a little older now the park is a joke

'cause all the ball players out there slangin' dope

Some of my niggas is on grimmies but i didn't slip

Ain't that a bitch? you can't tell a nigga shit

So i mind my own find my home now i'm in the zone

Behind farmers in the alley gettin' money on

Had ten dollars and j.b. gave me the other ten

Bought a breakdown now i'm goin' with the wind

Brakes with the colors has ounces and q.p.'s

The half keys now i'm sellin' weight to the g's

Hit oxford street spent a grip now i'm ready to go

To hogan hoctors it be bitches at the talent show

And for all and hoop games had hoes

Hilail and hogie you know it was on fo' sho'

Reece assists and redge with the toma hawked up

Then the whole town mobbin' down to the waterfront

Niggas in granadas cougars and mustangs stars and volvos

Nobody fuckin' with them girl thangs

Me g-roc j.b. and lil' c.mo. puffin' on indo

Splittin' 4 double o. z.'s

Young g's tryin' to live

And when they shut the ship door we goin' under the bridge

Gettin' whiplashed from the brake gas mash and dip

'cause back then you couldn't tell a nigga shit

Can't tell me shit

(bitch made niggas can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(skanlezz azz bytchez can't tell a nigga shit)

Can't tell me shit

(punk police can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(fuck you bitch you can't tell a nigga shit)

Can't tell me shit

(bitch made niggas can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(skanlezz azz bytchez can't tell a nigga shit)

Can't tell me shit

(punk police can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(fuck you bitch you can't tell a nigga shit)

Made it to a g but ain't no love in my city

Now we set trippin' all these fools actin' shitty

Niggas wanna reel me in but didn't know

When you fuckin' wit the big fish you fuckin' wit a funeral

No more toe to toe h.k. forty fours

Now what they know about the mutha fuckin' murda shows

Strap on my right hand side in the bay area

Shit is gettin' scarier niggas are barrier

Fuck the bird i'm the nigga bailin' too early

Trigga happy nigga wit a head fulla shirlies on

Christian brothas in chasin' it was splits

Or drinkin' hurricanes wit my niggas in da click

So deep i can't call it spend about a million dollars

At the liquor store i'm just an alcoholic

Forty water and legit put me on the map

Got my foot in the door now i'm givin' up dank

Sick wit his last job my nine to five

The shit i used to dream about is how i survive

Lifestyle of a mack funk for life some heat for yo' azz

Them killa kali niggas blast and smash

Without a murda weapon or a witness

Too many niggas in yo' car risky business

They turn snitches

Break down and have the po-po's at yo' front door

And all real niggas know

Who rides sucka free on the solo

When you empty the clip

They can't tell a nigga shit

Can't tell me shit

(bitch made niggas can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(skanlezz azz bytchez can't tell a nigga shit)

Can't tell me shit

(punk police can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(fuck you bitch you can't tell a nigga shit)

Can't tell me shit

(bitch made niggas can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(skanlezz azz bytchez can't tell a nigga shit)

Can't tell me shit

(punk police can't tell a nigga shit)

They can't tell me shit

(fuck you bitch you can't tell a nigga shit)

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