| Sittin' on my bed, starin' at the roof
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| Loadin' up my strap, puttin on my bulletproof
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| These niggas gettin shady in the streets of snake enem
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| Wanna fill me with venum but I got heaters in my denums
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| They think I ain’t gonna do 'em, Im a make 'em all believers
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| Send 'em to the morgue, walk his momma to the freezer
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| Identify the body «a lady is dat cho baby»
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| Lookin like swiss cheese smellin like gravy
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| They talkin like they wanna see me so I’m in they face look 'em in
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| The eyes fo' I had they ass erased
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| You wanna play we can spray all day
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| What chu niggas say «I bring the funk where you stay»
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| You can’t handle this scandalous nigga raised by the streets
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| Live and die by the heat and all i want is bloody meat (bloody meat)
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| Just ta live ta see another dayis a blessin'
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| Why i got ta be the one stuck in stress
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| Been thru alot a shit I ain’t the one ta test
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| Feel like I’m goin crazy in this land full a stress
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| (I'm stressed out nigga, I’m stressed out nigga)
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| Tryin ta get some money these niggas wanna off me
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| Homies wanna see me fall bitches wanna cross me
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| (I'm stressed out nigga, I’m stressed out nigga)
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| What they gonna do with me, cause I don’t fuck them suckers
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| They ain’t cool with me
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| Act a fool with me and see the G waitin ta come
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| Out, Magnum catch 'em on the run it’s on
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| Fools don’t understand how I shoot this shit
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| Got my steel toes on bout ta boot this bitch
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| In the ass, thinkin’s she’s gonna get a pass from me
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| You either jump out da trunk come and blast with me
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| On the enemy the henasy be blurin my vision
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| I might make the wrong decesion
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| If you planin on livin
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| Don’t fuckin wit a hog give me daft and bass
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| Or yo homey gonna be sayin this is for my
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| Homies pourin out a fory ounce
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| Reminsion wishin ya’ll was still on a mission
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| But yo punk ass wouldn’t listen itchin ta take my
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| Frustations out on the next man with no question
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| Cause I’m stressin
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| Ain’t nothin left ta do but drink brew
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| Kick it with my crew and think about makin revenues
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| I didn’t choose ta struggle but cha got ta be under
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| Before ya bubble and the big game pays double
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| So i had ta get my hands on that
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| When ya in the hood ain’t no other players than that
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| That microsoft computer chip waddn’t important
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| The only way ta college is if ya ball like jordan
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| Grip like griffey hittin homers in the majors
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| Cut back an charge like terel davis
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| If it ain’t like that then ya stuck out here with me
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| Start wonderin why if ya still livin then ya a g
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| Tommarow ain’t promised motherfuckers
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| Eat shit and die i run the streets and be a hustler
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| If they cross me i’m a put they ass ta rest
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| Dont be fuckin with a nigga when hes stressin |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stressin' , by - Celly Cel. Song from the album Deep Conversation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп