Celly Cel - Heat 4 Yo Azz Lyrics

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One by one goes the bullets in the clip

Put it in yo gat one in the chamber now you're ready to start shit

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 muthafuckas

211's every day liquor store and bank jobs

D boys gettin' robbed niggas get jacked for they mobbs

What's a nigga to do can't survive without a gun

Snitches in the street a nigga livin' on the run

It's fun but the pen is like smokin' sess

Locked up on a 187'll make any nigga stress

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

Shot you in your face and now your 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

Ain't no playa-hatin nigga 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 fuck a bitch 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 nigga got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

Them sick wid' it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

That nigga celly cel got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

Them sick wid' it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

That nigga celly cel got some heat 4 yo azz

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Them sick wid' it niggas got the beat up comin' with some heat

Them federal muthafuckas tryin' to get a buck in the streets

Every day a nigga wanna test yo skill

And playa-hatas hate to see a nigga comin' real

The h i l l s i d e

Down with the p g niggas don't wanna see me

Act a fuckin' fool shootin' up the city

Happy on the trigger like my nigga 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 fuck 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 nigga mobb beats 4 yo azz

Ciggedy-cel the figgedy-funky nigga got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

Them sick wid' it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

That nigga celly cel got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

Them sick wid' it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

That nigga 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 nigga that flow who ain't comin' out the gate slow

Pimpin' and and pandlin' hoe handlin' the whole bit

Killers move in silence nigga i don't talk shit

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 shit drink and smoke weed up

Hit the county jail straight p c'd 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 bitch-made nigga shit go?

Hollow points get to the point quicker

'cause talkin' shit full of liquor thinkin' that you're sicker

Than the next nigga'll get you full of bullet holes

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

Of this mobb shit that i kick 4 yo azz

Ciggedy-cel the figgedy-funky nigga got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

Them sick wid' it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

That nigga celly cel got some heat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

Them sick wid' it nigga got the beat 4 yo azz

Some heat 4 yo azz some heat 4 yo azz

That nigga celly cel got some heat 4 yo azz

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