Killa Kali

Celly CelRound mothafucking two Celly Cel back in this mothafucka, fool Dropping nothing but that bomb ass purple kush chronic Making mothafuckers feel bionic Gangsterism, playerism, is what I give 'em You can playa-hate me but I'm living like it's T

[Celly] It's goin' down tonight, you know I gots to go get fitted Hit the mall to get it, then I stop to get my hair Twisted up in pony tails Then sell a bill, back to the grain And let my peoples know, you know it's goin' down tonight Merry livin' I

Red Rum Ft Spice 1 - Celly Cel Murder one, motherfuckers call it Re drum Doin' niggaz in and let them shells pile up From dumpin' on these niggas in my motherfuckin' face I breaks 'em off a taste of that Ciggety Cel and Spice Gettin' it on like Marvi

Sweet sunshine climate makes bomb.. smoke that crypto California we dippin through the west im fittin to blaze up the spot representin Killa Kali holdin it down for my crops with the beats that knock you know the kings shit bangs run and get my mothe