Celly Cel - Pop The Trunk lyrics

Smoke something I just bought me a Coupe Deville, Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel Now all the ATL n***as wanna jack cause I'm from Texas, Never seen candy with the fifth on the back I'm coming down the west end, n***as trying to jack And bust a right Coney Island pop the trunk and started capping n***as was happening put they Burboun to the floor n***a Hard to bust back but I was penetrating they doe n***a in PA, it's like the wild, wild west Throwing all packed ? and we all wear vests When the sh** pop out, who gon stunt, n***a ain't shooting me first I fin to pop the trunk [UGK] These n***as keep talking like they want the funk But n***as love to talk sh** I fin to pop the trunk Running off at they dick s**ers getting it crunk n***a I'm high off this weed I fin to pop the trunk Steady fronting like a man but you show me a punk Man I knew he was a b**h I had to pop the trunk All we really came to do is just smoke some scum These n***as steady running me hot I'm fin to pop the trunk [Celly Cel] You n***as didn't know that I was outta control Slow yo roll for I put this chopper straight to yo fo Head you better off dead than to f** around with psycho n***as Don't be trying to plead yo case cuz I don't even like no n***as In my face, trying to question me about some drama Only answer to two people: God and my mama Far as n***as trying to put me in the cross, Let em holler at my b**h, Nina Ross hoe house boss I bet you mind something in, run and tell a friend ? on the Gin, I think he said "trippin" once again It ain't no stopping me, get at me then I'm dumping on ya, Riding past yo funeral hanging out the window slumping on ya You didn't know, they didn't tell you boy you better listen While I shoot this sh** before you put yourself in that position n***as that know me know I specialize in having bump You can have the tail way from the shovel so we can pop the trunk These n***as keep talking like they want the funk Man cause his b**h chose me I fin to pop the trunk Running off at they dick s**ers getting it crunk Cause I'm f**ing yo gal I got to pop the trunk Steady fronting like a man but you show me a punk n***a tried to jack my car I had to pop the trunk All we really came to do is just smoke some scum Smoking at the tittie bar I had to pop the trunk [Bun B] Under Cali's blue skies, smoking on chronicles and chocolate ties Even when we tell the truth, the hoes we lies, Man ain't no disguise, doing ninety week flies, Ain't got no time for middle men and small fries, Only money conversation and big thighs, Let me talk to your boss man, the n***a wit the pies, And back yo a** up and don't act so surprised, When pistols start to co*k, hands start to rise, Nobody move too fast I advise, Or you can catch a hot one right between ya eyes, Recognize I done set me sights on the prize, And put lights out with boom fifty bye, bye's, I'm labeling my life off of rap and weed highs, And ask my agent bout my f**ing shoe size., But f**ing wit us ain't wise, We get crunk, we came to pop the trunk What, the trunk These n***as keep talking like they want the funk I knew he was the police I had to pop the trunk Running off at they dick s**ers gettin it crunk Man I'm sipping on ? popping the trunk Steady fronting like a man but you show me a punk ? I had to pop the trunk All we really came to do is just smoke some scum To make it, make it crunk I had to pop the trunk [Pimp C] I know that they some b**hes had to pop the trunk California to Texas popping the trunk UGK and Celly Cel we bout to pop the trunk Sipping on Hennessy ? I fin to pop the trunk, b**h Smoke somethin, D time, PA, uh, '97 Smoke something, Representing money, like Too $hort b**h