Текст песни Celly Cel f E-40 - Why Must I Be Like That?
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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, ughRepeat 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 1Why 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?