The Only Way Lyrics - Singles - Celly Cel

Alright, what's up, what's up, what's up 

Celly Cel, Celly Cell up in here once again 

I'm about to put it down, it's only one way to do it 

Only one way, check it out, check it out 

Dust kicker, quick to twist a nigga up in knots 

Never miss a not, quick to twist and shake up in the rocks 

Drop it on the wood and dry it up 

Throw it in a Ziploc tie it up, dope fiends buy it up 

Now it's a clutch of sluggin' G's in this motherfucker 

Now fuck what's up, let's move kis in this motherfucker 

So any nigga with some cash on my line 

Can't do nothin' but bubble cause it's A-1 every time 

White outs and won't crumble when ya slice 

Keep comin' to see me I'm knockin' something off the price 

I got work for the playas in need 

If you bout to head to feed you just some niggas gotta bleed 

So keep the game tight, hustle on a late night 

Bring me money, don't come up short and we straight right 

Close shop, when I run I hit the one way 

Why you sell yo, fool it's the only way 

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They told me to get a 9 to 5 

'Cause niggas like me in the street don't survive 

But I hustle all day, before I lay 

In the Bay, for me it's the only way 

They told me to get a 9 to 5 

'Cause niggas like me in the street don't survive 

But I hustle all day, before I lay 

In the Bay, for me it's the only way 

Back on the scene and I'm sittin' on trust status 

Told my tester, drop it on his apparatus 

Clientele, I seen em' comin' and I seen em' gone 

Sweaty palms itchin' with them high beams on 

And when ya movin' too much niggas be gettin' jealous 

They see police on the corner and won't even tell us 

So it's do or die, you can stay true or lie 

Now we know you and I is two bird that don't fly 

Together, separate mine from ya funky style 

Niggas be gossipin' while I be watchin' money pile 

Smile now and get crossed up 

Take yo clientele and raise the cost up 

Have yo ass tossed up 

Switchin' all ya yea to fetti 

The big dog is on the block them lil' puppies ain't ready 

Bow wow yippy-yay bow down to the Bay 

Hey why you sell yay, it's the only way 

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When they get scrilla please give me a holla 

'Cause I was servin' up a short one for some of they dollars 

With nickels and dimes I'm gettin' mine, even scrap iron 

Trade for jewels, new clothes, and the strap firin' 

Without jammin' and I'm addin' to my throw aways 

Def niggas in the cut ridin' like stowaways 

Everybody got yea in they draws 

Hit a fence on the Feds cause they be squeezin' ya balls 

And when they leave it's time to set up shop 

And if ya shortstop, ain't no mercy nigga bop, bop 

Drop down and make ya way up out the Bomb-Bay 

Took his money and his yea, it's the only way 

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