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Why Must I Be Like That? Lyrics - Singles - Celly Cel

[Celly Cel] 

Why must I be like that? 

Loccing up on niggas I don't know, they might be waiting for me 

Where the show? 

To get me death, or peel my caps so I step back 

Holla at them niggas wit' my hand on my strap 

Ain't tryin' to see, they tryin' to makin' me a memory 

I'm definitely first, if you get away, remember me 

I been a hoe up in this shit before I came on 

Just a single with a mic on my hand 

I had them heaters ready to flame on 

 

[E-40] 

We like to mob, M.O.B. my organization of business, why'all 

Fuck with me and I route you'll never see another Christmas 

Expect Nicholas to be dressed in black 

Coming down the chimney bustin' caps 

Superficial goons to the backs and spleen 

Dumping like a garbage man, through my team 

Shotgun pellets all over the place 

Bodies all in the kitchen, all on the staircase 

BACK 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 way 

Quick to do this, to ride to this, die, nigga, die, nigga 

Murder, deader, start reachin' for my pepper 

I ain't that rich, sho' no mo', use to be poor but now I'm rich 

Got it, te quiero, can't get stood up by no bitch 

'cause where would I be without Celly, Celly 

Sick Wid' It and ?Fonzerelli? 

 

[Celly Cel] 

Ready to go to war, got artilery stacked up to the ceilin' 

Tryin' to come up with some wonderbread 

Ain't got no time for sexual healing 

The light niggas is plottin' on everything I do 

The like I can't move without my Murder One crew 

Do what you do but don't cross the line 'cause we trigger happy 

Peelin' yo' cap through the top, the shit to make a nigga happy 

Shot callin' like in Vegas and Reno 

Dig a ditch and lay you in like they do on Casino, ugh 

 

Repeat 1 

[Celly Cel] 

Watch everythang, hoes be makin' niggas' nuts hang 

Disrespect the game, so I glock down in vain 

In between yo' ass, try to end it when I squeeze 

Ain't no mercy on this locc, ain't no sista yellin' "Please!" 

When I flash, I blast and put slugs in yo' ass 

Hit the gas and smash and bought heat for yo' ass 

Niggas 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 toes 

When I done clean a home full of bitch 

Made into a half suit on the toilet puttin' you piss ass nigga, froze 

Countin' Crows, foes, blew his head, casket 

Black rose funerals, jump off the Range, it's closed casket 

That's how the fuck they know, nigga, the sun-a be a bastard 

No more problems, oh, the circumstances be too drastic 

Decompose the body, bust 'em up and beat 'em with a bat 

Why 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? 

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