Cellphone (feat. Dubb) (Explicit)

Cellphone (feat. Dubb) (Explicit) - The Game/Dubb

I remember days on crenshaw take a n***a beamer

Hit the hood take his rims off

Then hit that block let him hear that pac

That sh*t don't stop

Soo woo new coupe through the west side

New benz top down new rims

New b**ch 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

n***a we got canals shelves niggas that tried

Niggas that died

Niggas that fell well off in their jail cell

Sh*t 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 f**kin' bean pie

Middle of your forehead n***a 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 n***a on my cellphone

Puff sellin' vodka w**d got my head gone

Gman in heaven name on that headstone

Lj in prison and my n***a legs gone

I just killed a n***a 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 with squeeze myself can't depend on niggas

Sh*t 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 f**kin' 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 f**k sh*t 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 sh*t I'm supposed to thank my mama

Only chase for commas got 'em in now raise the llama

Hotter than a blazin' comet f**kin' south central moth

Niggas sellin' crack dre sellin' headphones

2pac in heaven bumpin' biggie dead wrong

Cherry red impala bible had

I just killed a n***a on my cellphone

Puff sellin' vodka w**d got my head gone

Gman in heaven name on that headstone

Lj in prison and my n***a legs gone

I just killed a n***a on my cellphone

Stop that

The f**k

Oh sh*t

What

This mother f**ker's recording down him sucking a warm dick n***a

You bullsh*t

n***a bring your mother f**kin phone

I gotta get this sh*t on the gram n***a

Gotta get my followers up

I'm gonna blow the internet up with this mother f**ker

That b**ch on worldstar n***a

D**n

Push the door open n***a watch out

Oh the n***a bustin' on

Nasty b**ch

B**ch get the f**k out of my house b**ch

Nasty b**ch

The dead n***a the mother f**ker wolf game head

B**ch I dodn't even know wolves could cum my n***a

Lowkey

Shawty got the best head ever