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 cant 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, Im makin sure that vest dont get no love

Aint even breathin, leave the body shittin like a seagull

See Im illegal, I got pockets like that ? eagle

Fuckin around with me is danger, Im talkin shit

Tryin to brainwash the trigger when Im in the chamber

Dont give a fuck if its a accident or on purpose

When Im comin out the chamber, fool its just inservice

Dont get nervous when you see what I do

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

Travel through his heart, ricochet off the nearest bone

Rip his insides up, shatter his spine, now Im gone

Layin by the body, waitin for the FEDS

Swoop me up for evidence, then Im just some melted led

It aint 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

Dont give a fuck about who when the bullet fly

The only thought thats on my mind is "die nigga, die"

Ha ha ha



But what do ya know, looks like Im bout to be purchased again

I seen a nigga ask for them black talons and grin

It wont be long til they let me loose

Got me in the clip, drinkin Gin with no fuckin juice

Its goin down, I know they ridin on some fools tonight

Hit the lights, squeeze the trigger, send me on my flight

Dont give a fuck about who I hit when I fly

The only thought thats on my mind is "die nigga, die"

Women and children and babies, I know its crazy

See Im a bullet, its my job, man that shit dont faze me

Even the hand thats on the trigger get shot too

Wherever the barrel aiming at, thats who I end up smokin fool

Dont get it twisted, I got no love for none of yall

Got to dig a tunnel through your head, and watch the body fall

Just shoot and Imma 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, dont get nervous

Cuz its instant mothafuckin service

Ha ha ha, yeah

Breakin fools off every-mothafuckin-day

Ha ha ha



Up out the chamber, its that sneaky mothafucka creepin

You heard a shot but didnt 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

Cant be fuckin with them faulty heaters that be jammin

I love to fly and when they jam, I cant 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

Im 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 dont give a fuck about you

The bullet, ha ha ha

Sprayin up shit everywhere we go

Dont give a fuck, layin men 6 feet on the regular

Ha ha ha
[ Tha Bullet Lyrics ]