Текст песни F**k Tha World (feat. Silkk The Shocker) - Celly Cel
Fuck
tha
world,
yeah
Yeah,
you
got
to
sick
wid'
it
hoes
Sick
wid'
it
The
no
limit
soldiers
North,
south
to
tha
west
Celly
Cel
Celly
Cel,
Sikk
the
Shocker
Uh,
huh,
in
this
motherfucker
I'm
in
this,
bitch,
mob
shit,
nigga
Mob
shit,
respect
A'ight,
check
it,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Celly
Cel,
tell
these
busters
by
they
self
They
got
no
time
to
be
trippin'
on
niggas
That's
tryin'
to
keep
me
down
I
put
that
bump
in
your
trunk
And
lace
the
nation's
underground
Let
them
know
about
the
ghetto
mentality
Niggas
get
smoked
for
nothing
at
all
They
want
you
up
out
of
the
game
When
they
see
you
get
on
your
feet
and
ball
Faulty
niggas
never
run
me
off
my
cellar
lot
I
always
kick
it,
I
ain't
never
had
it
I
wanna
see
every
black
man
in
the
world
with
a
meal
ticket
Eatin'
steak
and
lobster,
crackin'
crab,
sippin'
Don
P
till,
they
hurl
But
in
the
meantime
speakin'
for
all
my
niggas,
fuck
tha
world
Man,
I
just
touched
down,
me
and
Celly
conversate
on
some
plan
Until
we
got
lip
on
the
bud,
'fore
this
shit
get
up
outta
hand
Fuck
niggas
hatin',
fuck
a
nigga
lovin',
I
deal
with
it
See,
I'm
a
No
Limit
Soldier,
when
it
tops,
I
get
sick
wid'
it
Niggas
better
stop
like
a
sign
or
get
drop
like
a
dime
Fuck
the
four
one
on
the
trunk,
I
already
got
mine
See
fuck
you,
fuck
the
click,
fuck
the
girl
that
you
with
Nigga,
man,
like
fuck
the
whole
world,
I'm
tryin'
to
get
rich,
bitch
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
What's
up
with
it
man?
You
got
a
problem
with
the
way
I'm
doin'
my
thang?
I
lets
my
nuts
hang
then
put
these
niggas
the
flash
to
go
insane
Oh,
that
be
me,
let's
kick
it;
just
don't
pull
your
tech
late
We
ride
up
on
you
and
catch
you
slippin',
checkmate
Lie
down
and
best
watch
out
everything,
nowadays
you
can't
trust
Now
one
of
these
niggas,
they
coulda
been
paid
to
put
a
head
out
on
us
You
understandin'
me
like
I
say
"Keep
it
in
the
family
man,
you
can't
miss"
Eliminate
them
haters
and
yo'
mix,
fuck
tha
world
and
feel
bitch
Be
about
your
money,
nigga,
all
about
your
scratch
Everyday
I
gotta
plot
and
make
it
Till
I'm
on
top
to
make
my
dollars
and
stats
On
the
real,
we
big
time
fuckin'
ballers
Niggas,
shot
callers,
lay
in
'em
drop
tops,
gold
thangs
and
M-40's
Well,
you
gotta
have
big
paper,
nigga,
just
to
fuckin'
kick
it
Ain't
no
bitches
in
the
streets,
nigga,
this
motherfucker
get
wicked
See,
a
multi-pep
nigga,
but
I
be
true
to
this
shit
First
of
all,
about
my
money,
fuck
a
bitch,
I'm
tryin'
to
get
rich!
Ugh
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
Crept
from
the
bottom,
man,
I
struggled
all
my
motherfucking
life
Use
to
have
a
razor
blade,
sliced
through
solid
A1,
wide
knots
The
only
way
to
get
some
scrilla
If
you
knockin,'
then
fuck
what
you
talkin'
Broke
ass
nigga
everybody
in
the
hood
own
thangs
and
you
walkin'
You
the
same
type
of
niggas
that
hate
on
everything
that
a
playa
do
Always
talkin'
about,
"I
woulda
done
this,
I
woulda
done
that"
fuck
you
Wark
ass
nigga,
don't
wanna
see
they
don't
get
nothing
Don't
wanna
give
me
no
props
Smile
on
your
face
when
you
post-up,
stab
you
in
the
back
When
you
need
a
bluff
Well,
fuck
'em!
'Cuz,
see,
we
be
all
about
our
payday
From
South
to
the
West,
bitch,
we
connect,
bitch
We
wreck
this
like
an
AK
Or
get
bang
like
some
hoes
or
get
hang
like
some
clothes
When
I
be
get
done
I'ma
slap
you
like
some
motherfucking
doe
But
if
only
you
blow,
nigga,
red
like
some
rose
I
yell
your
whole
click
outpick
you
bitch
You
like
some
motherfucking
F
O
I'm
all
about
my
paper,
nigga,
I'm
rowdy,
bitch
I'm
'bout
getting
paid,
so
I
say
I'm
'bout
gettin'
rich
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
Fuck
tha
world,
fuck
tha
world
Fuck
a
bitch,
fuck
a
bitch
Fuck
these
haters,
fuck
these
haters
Get
rich,
get
rich
No
limit,
Sick
Wid'
It
Celly
Cel,
Silkk
the
Shocker
Ugh,
'bout
it,
'bout
it
South
to
the
West
No
Limit
Soldiers
and
Sick
Wid'
It
Nigga,
Celly
Cel
Check
this
Fuck
'em
1 Ride
2 Pop the Trunk (feat. UGK)
3 Why Must It Be Like That?
4 Why Must It Be Like That? (feat. E-40)
5 F**k Tha World (feat. Silkk The Shocker)
6 Every Day Is Tha Weekend
7 The G Filez (feat. LIT)
8 Don't Wanna See Us (feat. San Quinn, Messy Marv, Black Nate & Kaveo)
9 Can I Kick It (feat. Keak Da Sneak & Young Mugzi)
10 Get a Real Job
11 All I Know
12 Pop the Trunk (feat. UGK)
13 Get It Crackin
14 Eternal Life
15 Sick Wid It Party
16 You Neva Know
17 In the Traffic (feat. Mac Reese & Chill)
18 The Bay
19 The Function (feat. E-40)
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