Celly Cel Fuck Tha World Lyrics

Fuck Tha World Lyrics

[Featuring Silkk The Shocker]
S: Fuck tha world C: Yeah
S: Yeah C: You got
to sick with it hoes
S: Sick with it C: The No Limit Soldiers
S: North
South to tha West C: Celly Cel
S: Celly Cel C: Silkk the Shocker
S: Uh
huh C: In this motherfucker
S: I'm in this bitch C: Mob shit nigga
S: Mob
shit C: Respect
S: A'ight check it C: Fuck tha world
S: Fuck tha world C:
Fuck tha world
S: Celly Cel tell these busters by theyself
Celly
Cel:
They got no time to be trippin' on
Niggas that's tryin' to keep me
down
I put that bumpin' on your trunk and
Lace the nation's
underground
Let them know about the ghetto mentality
Niggas get smoked
for nothing at all
They want you up our of the game
When they see you get
on your feet and ball
Faulty niggas never run me off my cellblock
I always
kick it
I ain't never had it
I wanna see every black man
In the world
with a meal ticket
Eatin' steak and lobster
Crackin' crab, sippin' Don P
'til they hurl
But in the meantime
Speakin' for all my niggas
Fuck tha
world!
Silkk:
Man, I just touched down
Me and Celly think up on some
plan
Until we got lip on the bud
'Fore this shit get up outta
hand
Fuck niggas hatin'
Fuck niggas lovin'
I deal with it
See, I'm
a No Limit Soldier
When it tops
I get sick with it
Niggas better stop
like a sign
Or they drop like a dime
Fuck the 4 1 on the trunk
Already
got mine
See fuck you
Fuck the click
Fuck the girl that you
with
Nigga, man, like fuck the whole world
I'm tryin' to get
rich
Bitch!
Celly Cel, then Silkk
Chorus 4x:
Fuck tha world (fuck
tha world)
Fuck a bitch (fuck a bitch)
Fuck these haters (fuck these
haters)
Get rich (get rich)
Celly Cel
What's up with it man?
You
got a problem
With the way I'm doin' my thang?
I lets my nuts
hang
Then put these niggas the flash to go insane
Oh, that be me
Let's
kick it
Just don't pull your check late
We ride up on you and catch you
slippin'
Checkmate!
Lie down and best watch out
Every thang nowadays
you can't trust
Now one of these niggas
They coulda been paid to put a
head out on us
You understanding' me like I say
Keep it in the family,
man
You can't miss
Eliminate them haters and you mix
Fuck tha
world
Bitch!
Silkk:
Be and watch your money
Nigga all about your
scratch
Everyday I gotta plot and
Make it 'til I'm on top
To make my
dollars and stats
On the real
We big time fuckin' ballers
Niggas, shot
callers
Lay in 'em drop tops
Gold thangs and M-40's
Well you gotta
have
Big paper, nigga
Just to fuckin' kick it
Ain't no bitches in the
streets, nigga
This motherfucker get wicked
See, a multi pet nigga
But
I be TRU to this shit
First of all, about my money
Fuck a bitch
I'm
tryin' to get rich!
Chorus:
Celly Cel:
Crept from the bottom
Man, I
struggled all my motherfucking life
Use to have a razor blade
Sliced
through solid, eh, one
Why not?
The only way to get some scrilla
If
you knockin,' then fuck what you talkin'
Broke ass nigga
Owe everything
in the hood owe thangs
If you walkin'
You the same type of niggas
That
hate on everything a playa do
Always talkin' about
I woulda done this
I
woulda done that
Fuck you!
Wark ass nigga don't wanna see
They don't
get nothing'
Don't wanna give me no props
Smile on your face
When you
post-up
Stab you in the back
When you need a bluff
Silkk:
Well,
fuck 'em!
'Cuz, see, we be all about our payday
From South to the
West
Bitch, we connect, bitch
We wreck this like an AK
I get bang like
some hoes
I get hang like some clothes
When I get done I'ma slap
you
Like some motherfucking dough
But if only you blow
Nigga, red like
some rose
I hope your whole click pick you the bitch
You like some
motherfucking F O
I'm all about my paper, nigga
I'm rowdy, bitch
I'm
'bout getting paid
So, I'm bout getting rich
Chorus