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Lirik Lagu Why Must I Be Like That? - Celly Cel F/ E-40

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[Celly Cel]Why must I be like that?Loccing up on niggas I don't know, they might be waiting for meWhere the show?To get me death, or peel my caps so I step backHolla at them niggas wit' my hand on my strapAin't tryin' to see, they tryin' to makin' me a memoryI'm definately first, if you get away, remember meI been a hoe up in this shit before I came onJust a single with a mic on my handI had them heaters ready to flame on
[E-40]We like to mob, M.O.B. my organization of business, y'allFuck with me and I route you'll never see another ChristmasExpect Nicholas to be dressed in blackComing down the chimney bustin' capsSuperficial goons to the backs and spleenDumping like a garbage man, through my teamShotgun pellets all over the placeBodies all in the kitchen, all on the staircaseBACK THAT UP!
1- [Celly Cel]Why must I be like that?Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?Why must I be like that?Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?
Why must I be like that?Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?Why must I be like that?Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?
[E-40]Check it out, stick and slash, bout to get hit from outta wayQuick to do this, to ride to this, die, nigga, die, niggaMurder, deader, start reachin' for my pepperI ain't that rich, sho' no mo', use to be poor but now I'm richGot it, te quiero, can't get stood up by no bitchCuz where would I be without Celly, CellySick Wid' It and ?Fonzerelli?
[Celly Cel]Ready to go to war, got artilery stacked up to the ceilin'Tryin' to come up with some wonderbreadAin't got no time for sexual healingThe light niggas is plottin' on everything I doThe like I can't move without my Murder One crewDo what you do but don't cross the line cuz we trigger happyPeelin' yo' cap through the top, the shit to make a nigga happyShot callin' like in Vegas and RenoDig a ditch and lay you in like they do on Casino, ugh
Repeat 1
[Celly Cel]Watch everythang, hoes be makin' niggas' nuts hangDisrespect the game, so I glock down in vainIn between yo' ass, try to end it when I squeezeAin't no mercy on this locc, ain't no sista yellin' "Please!"When I flash, I blast and put slugs in yo' assHit the gas and smash and bought heat for yo' assNiggas don't know, when it's faulty, we settle the sco'Bodies surrounded by birthday tags on they toes
[E-40]Tags on they, tags on they toesWhen I done clean a home full of bitchMade into a half suit on the toilet puttin' you piss ass nigga, frozeCountin' Crows, foes, blew his head, casketBlack rose funerals, jump off the Range, it's closed casketThat's how the fuck they know, nigga, the sun-a be a bastardNo more problems, oh, the circumstances be too drasticDecompose the body, bust 'em up and beat 'em with a batWhy must I be like that?
Repeat 1
Why must I be like that?Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?Why must I be like that?Why must I be like that?