Текст песни Cellphone - Dubb , The Game
I
remember
days
on
Crenshaw,
take
a
nigga
Beamer
Hit
the
hood,
take
his
rims
off
Then
hit
that
block,
let
him
hear
that
Pac
That
shit
don't
stop
Soo
woo,
new
coupe,
through
the
west
side
New
Benz,
top
down,
new
rims,
new
bitch
throwin'
up
P's,
whoo
whoop
Compton
niggas
ain't
never
gon'
be
the
same
It's
in
my
blood,
you
see
my
veins
You
see
my
tats,
you
feel
my
pain
You
in
my
hood?
You
from
a
gang
You
got
2 seconds
to
answer
where
you
from,
or
you
gon'
see
your
brains
Now
that
you
slumped
I
see
your
change
Nigga
we
got
canals,
shelves,
niggas
that
tried,
niggas
that
died
Niggas
that
fell
well,
off
in
their
jail
cell
Shit,
we
got
niggas
with
full
clips
That
dip
through
you
set
and
disappear
like
"Hell
Rell"
No
bail
like
the
peace
price
Get
caught
up
in
the
middle
of
the
street
at
the
light,
you
fuckin'
bean
pie
Middle
of
your
forehead
nigga,
that's
where
your
beam
lie
(You
be
ok)
Cause
I
done
seen
God
Niggas
sellin'
crack,
Dre
sellin'
headphones
2Pac
in
heaven,
bumpin'
Biggie
"Dead
Wrong"
Cherry
red
Impala,
Bible
had
I
just
killed
a
nigga
on
my
cellphone
Puff
sellin'
vodka,
weed
got
my
head
gone
G-Man
in
heaven,
name
on
that
headstone
LJ
in
prison,
and
my
nigga
Legs
gone
I
just
killed
a
nigga
on
my
cellphone
Stop
that
Playin'
chronic,
blazin'
chronic
with
the
windows
tinted
Cause
those
that
don't
cut
the
checks,
the
ones
in
yo'
business
Rappers
sendin'
death
threats
but
still
ain't
sent
no
killers
You
take
a
stretch
squeeze
myself,
can't
depend
on
niggas
Shit
on
niggas
check
the
urinal
and
you'll
see
That
I
be
droppin'
jewels
and
you
should
take
'em
like
a
jewel
thief
Wolves
teeth
is
what
I
use
to
eat
my
fuckin'
pray
up
with
Used
to
make
the
yayo
flip
now
Game
told
me
to
lay
your
hits
Teamed
up,
toured
the
US
just
to
let
the
name
ring
Goin'
home
to
fuck
shit
up,
I
did
the
King
James
thing
Steak
and
lobster
with
the
gentleman,
sit
with
a
gangster
posture
Blowin'
all
these
bands
fans,
screamin'
like
it's
Frank
Sinatra
Made
it
out
the
South
Bay
village
homies
hate
I
prosper
But
I
don't
owe
you
niggas
shit,
I'm
supposed
to
thank
my
mama
Only
chase
for
commas,
got
'em
in
now
raise
the
Llama
Hotter
than
a
blazin'
comet,
fuckin'
south
central
moth
The
fuck?
Oh
shit
What?
This
mother
fucker's
recording
down
him
sucking
a
warm
dick
nigga
You
bullshit
Nigga
bring
your
mother
fuckin
phone,
I
gotta
get
this
shit
on
the
gram
nigga,
gotta
get
my
followers
up,
I'm
gonna
blow
the
internet
up
with
this
mother
fucker
That
bitch
on
WorldStar
nigga
Damn
Push
the
door
open
nigga,
watch
out
Oh
the
nigga
bustin'
on
Nasty
bitch
Bitch
get
the
fuck
out
of
my
house
bitch
Nasty
bitch
The
dead
nigga,
the
mother
fucker
wolf
game
head,
bitch
I
dodn't
even
know
Wolves
could
cum
my
nigga
Lowkey
Shawty
got
the
best
head
ever
1 Bigger Than Me
2 F.U.N.
3 Really
4 Fuck Yo Feelings
5 On One
6 Married to the Game
7 The Purge (feat. Stacy Barth)
8 Trouble on My Mind
9 Cellphone
10 Best Head Ever
11 Or Nah
12 Take That
13 Food for My Stomach
14 Hit Em Hard
15 Black On Black (feat. Young Jeezy & Kevin Gates)
16 Mad Flows (Bonus Track)
17 Bloody Moon (Bonus Track)
18 I Just Wanna Be (feat. Stat Quo, SAP & King Marie) [Bonus Track]
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