Alright, what`s up, what`s up, what`s up
Celly Cel, Celly Cell up in here once again
I`m about to put it down, it`s only one way to do it
Only one way, check it out, check it out
[Verse 1]
Dust kicker, quick to twist a nigga up in knots
Never miss a not, quick to twist and shake up in the rocks
Drop it on the wood and dry it up
Throw it in a Ziploc tie it up, dope fiends buy it up
Now it`s a clutch of sluggin` G`s in this motherfucker
Now fuck what`s up, let`s move kis in this motherfucker
So any nigga with some cash on my line
Can`t do nothin` but bubble cause it`s A-1 every time
White outs and won`t crumble when ya slice
Keep comin` to see me I`m knockin` something off the price
I got work for the playas in need
If you bout to head to feed you just some niggas gotta bleed
So keep the game tight, hustle on a late night
Bring me money, don`t come up short and we straight right
Close shop, when I run I hit the one way
Why you sell yo, fool it`s the only way
[Hook]
They told me to get a 9 to 5
Cause niggas like me in the street don`t survive
But I hustle all day, before I lay
In the Bay, for me it`s the only way
They told me to get a 9 to 5
Cause niggas like me in the street don`t survive
But I hustle all day, before I lay
In the Bay, for me it`s the only way
[Verse 2]
Back on the scene and I`m sittin` on trust status
Told my tester, drop it on his apparatus
Clientele, I seen em` comin` and I seen em` gone
Sweaty palms itchin` with them high beams on
And when ya movin` too much niggas be gettin` jealous
They see police on the corner and won`t even tell us
So it`s do or die, you can stay true or lie
Now we know you and I is two bird that don`t fly
Together, separate mine from ya funky style
Niggas be gossipin` while I be watchin` money pile
Smile now and get crossed up
Take yo clientele and raise the cost up
Have yo ass tossed up
Switchin` all ya yea to fetti
The big dog is on the block them lil` puppies ain`t ready
Bow wow yippy-yay bow down to the Bay
Hey why you sell yay, it`s the only way
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
When they get scrilla please give me a holla
Cause I was servin` up a short one for some of they dollars
With nickels and dimes I`m gettin` mine, even scrap iron
Trade for jewels, new clothes, and the strap firin`
Without jammin` and I`m addin` to my throw aways
Def niggas in the cut ridin` like stowaways
Everybody got yea in they draws
Hit a fence on the Feds cause they be squeezin` ya balls
And when they leave it`s time to set up shop
And if ya shortstop, ain`t no mercy nigga bop, bop
Drop down and make ya way up out the Bomb-Bay
Took his money and his yea, it`s the only way
[Hook]
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[Hook to fade]
