Tha Bullet Lyrics - Singles - Celly Cel

Sittin on the shelf, they got me stuck up in this box 

Choppin it up with the homies, havin visions of a glock 17 

Niggas on my team can't wait to fill clip up 

We jumpin out the barrel with my niggas, shootin shit up 

See under niner ross, black talon, hollow tips flow 

Aim me at the chest, I'm makin sure that vest don't get no love 

Ain't even breathin, leave the body shittin like a seagull 

See I'm illegal, I got pockets like that ? eagle 

Fuckin around with me is danger, I'm talkin shit 

Tryin 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 comin out the chamber, fool it's just inservice 

Don't get nervous when you see what I do 

I love to hit the target, and when I'm breakin that skin, ooh 

Travel through his heart, ricochét off the nearest bone 

Rip his insides up, shatter his spine, now I'm gone 

Layin by the body, waitin for the FEDS 

Swoop me up for evidence, then I'm just some melted led 

It ain't no thang, got me back where I started 

In a box, with my homies, waitin for my next target 

Ha ha ha, the mothafuckin bullet 

Shootin 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" 

Ha ha ha 

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, drinkin Gin with no fuckin juice 

It's goin down, I know they ridin 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 smokin 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'mma do the rest 

I love givin 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 

Ha ha ha, yeah 

Another victim of these mothafuckin bullets 

Once we pull the trigger, don't get nervous 

'cause it's instant mothafuckin service 

Ha ha ha, yeah 

Breakin fools off every-mothafuckin-day 

Ha ha ha 

Up out the chamber, it's that sneaky mothafucka creepin 

You heard a shot but didn't know until the blood was leakin 

Up out your chest, you seen your flesh was a bloody mess 

Dropped down on your knees, and ran outta breath 

Sentanced to your death 

Got hit by the wig splittin, shirt rippin, pistol wippin nigga 

Catchin 'em slippin when they set trippin 

Dippin and dabbin, you niggas know who I am, and 

Can't be fuckin with them faulty heaters that be jammin 

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 

Droppin bodies by the dozens, in and out your cousins 

I'm burnin niggas like a oven, givin up no lovin 

? with my dogs, ridin in a 50 round clip 

Ready to make the hit, talkin 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 mothafuckin 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 mothafuckin bullet 

Ha ha ha, the mothafuckin bullet 

Mobbin through your hood and takin head 

Showin no mothafuckin remorse 

We don't give a fuck about you 

The bullet, ha ha ha 

Sprayin up shit everywhere we go 

Don't give a fuck, layin men 6 feet on the regular 

Ha ha ha