Lyrics:
Here's the science, it seem like yesterday to me
H.N.B. robbery, in Manhattan for currency
Sittin' up in the crib, drawin' out a map
On where
[Chorus]
If men sleep around we some players but for women
They be saying hey ho
They be saying hey ho
They be saying hey ho
They be saying hey
now?
Up to more money, would be more fun
Leave with mo' bitches, carry more guns
Where we headed now? Where we going, yo?
It's getting real, son we gon'
Hearing wHatcha say
Back tHen Had to be in by 10 but out by 12
Mom made it safe to work
I got tHe text on tHe cell
Back witH tHe Locs all raising Hell
Found
too much ebony pride
Something to see, scratch that, something ya be
Paying my dues, God knows, nothing for free
Taking it back, paper, making a stack
every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights"
Put me in a cell
As long as were together girl,
I don't wanna make bail
Cause I want it want it
Baby your most wanted
You could be my
You could be my
FULL CLIP, PLUG 'DAT PUSS!!
Hit it from the back and blow out that bush
Tappin' nedens, taggin' nedens, that be my thing
Know my bitches from they
to heal the cells
We can cure ourselves
Use this healing energy
Form a holy trinity
This is the knowledge that we have been searching for
You used to call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need my love
Call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need my love
I know when that
I want to kill, I don't want to be killed
I'm a simple man
I want to love, I don't want to be loved
Now you fucked up all my plans
Don't want
Uoh, uoh, uoh, uoh
Andiamo
Whippin' nel, whippin' nel box, trovi il mio cell sempre offline (uh, sì)
Chili su chili nel collo anche quando sono
the lime in it, from spittin this timeless sh*t at any given time
It could all be gone I'm just keepin up with my grind.
3 cell phones , I'm keeping up with
Flipping dimes to my cell still my lady
That was back in 2010 they couldn't say shit
People that be talking out they neck cause we made it
When I was broke
Easy to be lyrical, I'm Eazy-E but with syllables
My frequency's unforgettable, waves hit ya
The vibe is critical, my bars live in cells, not prison
This land
The whole land
Will be healed
It must be healed
This land
The whole land
Will be healed
It must be healed
This land
The whole land
Each
and drugs
Dump a clip and put it down like a Ryda does
Like Cell BLock, Yung Dirt and Foe Foe too
All my new Rydas in this bitch
I ain't forgot you!
I'ma be
be trying my best
The only thing I do is my best
The hurt I can't protect
Myself from
Appointed like a mental self gun
Appointed to the cell phone
the can
Welcome to Cell Block, yeah Cell Block East. Now I'll be on the run
Now say my name like candy man and bet ya I'll make them stunned
I come with
Jay Money ENT
Hustle
Just wanna pull out the hammer
Yeah
Cell the Great
Just wanna pull out the hammer
I just wanna bang shit
I never wanted to be
Rebel, rebel and yell
'Cause our people still dwell in hell
Locked in a cell
Yes, the structure's a cell
Mad is the story I tell
How long can we
I won't be home anymore I'll be so far away
In my lonely prison cell until my dying day
Friend I don't want to bore ye or waste much of your day
But
on the phone
I thought I'd be there over night so I'd just call my boss
To tell him I'd be off but not for long
They motioned me inside the cell with seven
When the wind from the island is rollin' through the trees
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze
That's when I wonder how sad
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