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[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 want to 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 want to see They don't get nothing' Don't want to 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! 'cause, 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
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