AWA

Tha Bullet (Explicit)

Track byCelly Cel

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  • 2010.12.07
  • 4:43
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Sitting on the shelf, they got me stuck up in this box Chopping it up with the homies, having visions of a glock 17 niggas on my team, can't wait to fill clip up We jumping out the barrel with my niggas, shooting shit 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 [unverified] eagle Fucking around with me is danger I'm talking shit trying to brainwash the trigger When I'm in the chamber Don't give a fuck 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 mothafucking bullet Shooting up shit everywhere, every city in every state Don't give a fuck about who, when the bullet fly The only thought that's on my mind is die nigga, die But what do ya know Looks like I'm 'bout to be purchased again I seen a nigga 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 fucking 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 fuck about who I hit, when I fly The only thought that's on my mind is die nigga, die Women and children and babies, I know it's crazy See, I'm a bullet, it's my job, man, that shit 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 niggas cardiac arrests Bullet-proof niggas, I go up in 'em quickly The ambulance picked him up with shit all in his Dickies Just cock the glock, put your finger on the trigger, pull it And make a mothafucka feel the bullet Yeah, another victim of these mothafucking bullets Once we pull the trigger, don't get nervous 'Cuz it's instant mothafucking service Yeah, breakin fools off every mothafucking day Up out the chamber, it's that sneaky mothafucka 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' nigga Catching 'em slipping when they set tripping Dipping and dabbing, you niggas know who I am And can't be fucking 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 niggas like a oven, giving up no loving [Unverified] with my dogs, riding in a 50 round clip Ready to make the hit, talking long shit, bitch 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 mothafucking 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 mothafucking bullet The mothafucking bullet Mobbing through your hood and taking head Showing no mothafucking remorse We don't give a fuck about you The bullet, spraying up shit everywhere we go Don't give a fuck, laying men 6 feet on the regular

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