Fuck tha world de Celly Cel
Letra de Fuck tha world
S: fuck tha world c: yeah 
S: yeah c: you got to sick with it hoes 
S: sick with it c: the no limit soldiers 
S: north south to tha west c: celly cel 
S: celly cel c: silkk the shocker 
S: uh huh c: in this motherfucker 
S: i'm in this bitch c: mob shit nigga 
S: mob shit c: respect 
S: a'ight check it c: fuck tha world 
S: fuck tha world c: fuck tha world 
S: celly cel tell these busters by theyself 
Celly cel: 
They got no time to be trippin' on 
Niggas that's tryin' to keep me down 
I put that bumpin' on 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 our of the game 
When they see you get on your feet and ball 
Faulty niggas never run me off my cellblock 
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 'til they hurl 
But in the meantime 
Speakin' for all my niggas 
Fuck tha world 
Silkk: 
Man, i just touched down 
Me and celly think up on some plan 
Until we got lip on the bud 
'fore this shit get up outta hand 
Fuck niggas hatin' 
Fuck niggas lovin' 
I deal with it 
See, i'm a no limit soldier 
When it tops 
I get sick with it 
Niggas better stop like a sign 
Or they drop like a dime 
Fuck the 4 1 on the trunk 
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 
Celly cel, then silkk 
Chorus 4x: 
Fuck tha world (fuck tha world) 
Fuck a bitch (fuck a bitch) 
Fuck these haters (fuck these haters) 
Get rich (get rich) 
Celly cel 
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 check late 
We ride up on you and catch you slippin' 
Checkmate 
Lie down and best watch out 
Every thang nowadays you can't trust 
Now one of these niggas 
They coulda been paid to put a head out on us 
You understanding' me like i say 
Keep it in the family, man 
You can't miss 
Eliminate them haters and you mix 
Fuck tha world 
Bitch 
Silkk: 
Be and watch your money 
Nigga all about your scratch 
Everyday i gotta plot and 
Make it 'til 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 pet nigga 
But i be tru to this shit 
First of all, about my money 
Fuck a bitch 
I'm tryin' to get rich 
Chorus: 
Celly cel: 
Crept from the bottom 
Man, i struggled all my motherfucking life 
Use to have a razor blade 
Sliced through solid, eh, one 
Why not? 
The only way to get some scrilla 
If you knockin,' then fuck what you talkin' 
Broke ass nigga 
Owe everything in the hood owe thangs 
If you walkin' 
You the same type of niggas 
That hate on everything 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 
Silkk: 
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 
I get bang like some hoes 
I get hang like some clothes 
When i get done i'ma slap you 
Like some motherfucking dough 
But if only you blow 
Nigga, red like some rose 
I hope your whole click pick you the 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'm bout getting rich 
Chorus
Traducción de Fuck tha world
Letra traducida a Español
S: que le den al mundo c: sí 
S: sí c: tienes que mantenerte firme, perras 
S: mantenerte firme c: los soldados sin límites 
S: del norte al sur y hacia el oeste c: Celly Cel 
S: Celly Cel c: Silkk el Shocker 
S: uh huh c: en este lugar 
S: estoy en este sitio c: asunto de pandilla, nigga 
S: asunto de pandilla c: respeto 
S: está bien, escúchame c: que le den al mundo 
S: que le den al mundo c: que le den al mundo 
S: Celly Cel, diles a estos perdedores que se espabilen solos 
Celly Cel:
No tienen tiempo para andar con tonterías
Niggas que intentan mantenerme abajo
Pongo ese golpe en tu maletero y
Desbloqueo el underground de la nación
Déjales saber sobre la mentalidad del ghetto
Niggas son vaporizados por nada en absoluto
Quieren sacarte del juego
Cuando te ven levantarte y jugar
Los niggas inútiles nunca me apartarán de mi bloque celular
Siempre paso el rato
Nunca lo he tenido
Quiero ver a cada hombre negro
En el mundo con un billete de comida
Comiendo bistec y langosta
Rompiendo cangrejos, bebiendo Don P hasta vomitar
Pero mientras tanto
Hablando por todos mis niggas
Que le den al mundo
Silkk:
Hombre, acabo de aterrizar
Mi amigo Celly y yo pensamos en algún plan 
Hasta que hayamos fumado un poco 
antes de que esto se descontrole 
Que se jodan los niggas que odian 
Que se jodan los niggas que aman 
Yo lo manejo 
Mira, soy un soldado sin límites 
Cuando sube la temperatura 
Me pongo serio
Los niggas mejor paren como si fueran una señal  O caen como una moneda quen cae.< br >señales n 4 1 sobre el maletero.< br >Y ya tengo lo mío. 
P > V Se quiere así de molesto Porque quiero decirte
Venga 'caíste claro con toda esa perra,' vuelve a pasar,
Ese no era quien pensabas!
En `un papel es mía` papá.
Frente a `la lista debe comportarse.` Up aquí!.
Y eso es <<  
Para tus nikas tómate esto.- Forgetting>>
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