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 ]