가사:
Cell Phone S Dead

kick drum sound Like an S.O.S. Get a tow-truck Cause it's after dark And the dance floor's full But everybody's double-parked! Cell phone's dead Lost

some real niggas Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen When I sleep, I dream of bodies in streams of blood Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost

homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old

s sweatin' Forgettin' what's on their minds With your hand like a mirror You can see what's inside When you're down and out Pounded and there's nothing that's

' you and I really want to talk to you Oh no, I left my 2-way at home, still sittin' on the charger Oh no, my battery's dead on my cell phone and I really wanna call ya J-Boog, let me use your phone

Here, we eat steaks on the first of the month We flip work convertible and purposeful blunts Whip it the the kitchen, call it the hell hole Im on the cell phone

Well now the ocean speaks and spits And I can hear it from the interstate And I'm screaming at my brother On a cell phone and he's far away And I'm

to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own [2nd Chorus] My brother's doing bad on my mother's TV Says she watches too much, it?s just not healthy

nigga mind gone It ain't lost, cause I know where it's at Just on another level than boys, around here For the paper stack, cause I'ma go where it's