Why Must I Be Like That? lyrics

by

C-Bo


[Celly Cel]
Why must I be like that?
Loccing up on n*ggas I don't know, they might be waiting for me
Where the show?
To get me death, or peel my caps so I step back
Holla at them n*ggas wit' my hand on my strap
Ain't tryin' to see, they tryin' to makin' me a memory
I'm definately first, if you get away, remember me
I been a hoe up in this sh*t before I came on
Just a single with a mic on my hand
I had them heaters ready to flame on

[E-40]
We like to mob, M.O.B. my organization of business, y'all
f*ck with me and I route you'll never see another Christmas
Expect Nicholas to be dressed in black
Coming down the chimney bustin' caps
Superficial goons to the backs and spleen
Dumping like a garbage man, through my team
Shotgun pellets all over the place
Bodies all in the kitchen, all on the staircase
BACK THAT UP!

1- [Celly Cel]
Why must I be like that?
Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?
Why must I be like that?
Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?
Why must I be like that?
Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?
Why must I be like that?
Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?

[E-40]
Check it out, stick and slash, bout to get hit from outta way
Quick to do this, to ride to this, die, n*gga, die, n*gga
Murder, deader, start reachin' for my pepper
I ain't that rich, sho' no mo', use to be poor but now I'm rich
Got it, te quiero, can't get stood up by no b*tch
Cuz where would I be without Celly, Celly
Sick Wid' It and ?Fonzerelli?

[Celly Cel]
Ready to go to war, got artilery stacked up to the ceilin'
Tryin' to come up with some wonderbread
Ain't got no time for sexual healing
The light n*ggas is plottin' on everything I do
The like I can't move without my Murder One crew
Do what you do but don't cross the line cuz we trigger happy
Peelin' yo' cap through the top, the sh*t to make a n*gga happy
Shot callin' like in Vegas and Reno
Dig a ditch and lay you in like they do on Casino, ugh

Repeat 1
[Celly Cel]
Watch everythang, hoes be makin' n*ggas' nuts hang
Disrespect the game, so I Glock down in vain
In between yo' ass, try to end it when I squeeze
Ain't no mercy on this locc, ain't no sista yellin' "Please!"
When I flash, I blast and put slugs in yo' ass
Hit the gas and smash and bought heat for yo' ass
n*ggas don't know, when it's faulty, we settle the sco'
Bodies surrounded by birthday tags on they toes

[E-40]
Tags on they, tags on they toes
When I done clean a home full of b*tch
Made into a half suit on the toilet puttin' you p*ss ass n*gga, froze
Countin' Crows, foes, blew his head, casket
Black rose funerals, jump off the Range, it's closed casket
That's how the f*ck they know, n*gga, the sun-a be a bast*rd
No more problems, oh, the circ*mstances be too drastic
Decompose the body, bust 'em up and beat 'em with a bat
Why must I be like that?

Repeat 1

Why must I be like that?
Why must I keep a strap in every city on the map?
Why must I be like that?
Why must I be like that?
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