Pop the Trunk
Celly Cel Lyrics


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Smoke something
I just bought me a Coupe Deville,
Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel
Now all the ATL niggas wanna jack cause I'm from Texas,
Never seen candy with the fifth on the back
I'm coming down the west end, niggas trying to jack
And bust a right Coney Island pop the trunk and started capping
Niggas was happening put they Burboun to the floor nigga
Hard to bust back but I was penetrating they doe
Nigga in PA, it's like the wild, wild west
Throwing all packed ? and we all wear vests
When the shit pop out, who gon stunt,
Nigga ain't shooting me first I fin to pop the trunk

[UGK]
These niggas keep talking like they want the funk
But niggas love to talk shit I fin to pop the trunk
Running off at they dick suckers getting it crunk
Nigga 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 bitch I had to pop the trunk
All we really came to do is just smoke some scum
These niggas steady running me hot I'm fin to pop the trunk

[Celly Cel]
You niggas 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 fuck around with psycho niggas
Don't be trying to plead yo case cuz I don't even like no niggas
In my face, trying to question me about some drama
Only answer to two people: God and my mama
Far as niggas trying to put me in the cross,
Let em holler at my bitch, 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 shit before you put yourself in that position
Niggas 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 niggas keep talking like they want the funk
Man cause his bitch chose me I fin to pop the trunk
Running off at they dick suckers getting it crunk
Cause I'm fucking yo gal I got to pop the trunk
Steady fronting like a man but you show me a punk
Nigga 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 nigga wit the pies,
And back yo ass up and don't act so surprised,
When pistols start to cock, 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 fucking shoe size.,
But fucking wit us ain't wise,
We get crunk, we came to pop the trunk
What, the trunk

These niggas keep talking like they want the funk
I knew he was the police I had to pop the trunk
Running off at they dick suckers 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 bitches 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, bitch
Smoke somethin,
D time, PA, uh, '97




Smoke something,
Representing money, like Too $hort bitch

Overall Meaning

Celly Cel's "Pop the Trunk" is a classic gangsta rap song with lyrics that describe the dangerous lifestyle of being a rap artist. The song is full of violent threats, references to drug use, and boasts about owning expensive cars. The first verse shows that Celly Cel is not afraid to take risks and has a no-nonsense attitude towards those who try to mess with him. He talks about how he just bought a new car and took out the airbag to install a wooden wheel. He also mentions that Atlanta rappers are envious of his car, and people are trying to jack him. He then talks about a time when he busted a right turn in Coney Island and popped the trunk to shoot at people trying to jack his car. The second verse is performed by the legendary underground kings Bun B and Pimp C of UGK, who continue the theme of the previous verse, talking about smoking weed, disrespecting people, and fighting. Bun B raps about how he only cares about money and takes no prisoners when it comes to business. He also warns people that if you mess with him, you'll get shot. Pimp C's verse is similar to Bun B's, with more talk about smoking weed and killing people.


Line by Line Meaning

Smoke something
Let's smoke some marijuana and relax.


I just bought me a Coupe Deville, Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel Now all the ATL niggas wanna jack cause I'm from Texas, Never seen candy with the fifth on the back
I recently purchased a Cadillac Coupe Deville and replaced the airbag with a wooden steering wheel. Some people from Atlanta are now trying to steal my car because they have never seen this specific model with a 5th wheel on the back.


I'm coming down the west end, niggas trying to jack And bust a right Coney Island pop the trunk and started capping Niggas was happening put they Burboun to the floor nigga Hard to bust back but I was penetrating they doe
I was driving on the west end when some people tried to steal my car but I turned to Coney Island and opened the trunk of my car and started shooting at them. They tried to drive away fast but I managed to shoot them and penetrate their car door.


Nigga in PA, it's like the wild, wild west Throwing all packed ? and we all wear vests When the shit pop out, who gon stunt, Nigga ain't shooting me first I fin to pop the trunk
Pennsylvania is like the wild west, and everyone is carrying guns and wearing bulletproof vests. If anyone tries to shoot me, I will open the trunk of my car and shoot back.


[UGK] These niggas keep talking like they want the funk But niggas love to talk shit I fin to pop the trunk Running off at they dick suckers getting it crunk Nigga 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 bitch I had to pop the trunk All we really came to do is just smoke some scum These niggas steady running me hot I'm fin to pop the trunk
Some people keep talking and acting tough, but they're really just running their mouths. I'm high off of marijuana and will open the trunk of my car to shoot at them. Someone was pretending to be a man but showed me that he was a coward, so I opened the trunk of my car and shot him. We only came here to smoke weed, but some people are getting on my nerves and I might have to shoot them.


[Celly Cel] You niggas 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 fuck around with psycho niggas Don't be trying to plead yo case cuz I don't even like no niggas
You guys didn't know that I'm crazy and out of control. Calm down before I put a gun to your forehead. You'd be better off dead than messing around with crazy people like me. You shouldn't try to defend yourself because I don't like anyone right now.


In my face, trying to question me about some drama Only answer to two people: God and my mama Far as niggas trying to put me in the cross, Let em holler at my bitch, Nina Ross hoe house boss
Some people are trying to ask me about a problem and I don't have time for that. I only answer to God and my mother. If anyone wants to fight, they should talk to my gun, Nina Ross, because she's the boss of my prostitution house.


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
I'm sure you heard that I caused some trouble and you should go tell your friends. I'm drinking gin and I think someone said something that made me angry again. Nobody can stop me and if you come at me, I'll start shooting at you. I'll even ride by your funeral and shoot out the window to make sure you're really dead.


[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 nigga wit the pies, And back yo ass up and don't act so surprised, When pistols start to cock, 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 fucking shoe size., But fucking wit us ain't wise, We get crunk, we came to pop the trunk What, the trunk
We are in California, enjoying the sunny weather and smoking marijuana. Even when we tell the truth, women think we're lying. We don't have time for small people or talk. We only talk about making money and women. Let me talk to the man who has the money and back out of my way. Don't act surprised when I pull out a gun and start shooting. Nobody move too fast or you might get shot between the eyes. I know what I want in life and will do anything to get it, even if it means killing someone. I'm living my life by smoking weed and rapping, and don't forget to ask my agent about my shoe size. Don't mess with us because it's not a wise idea. We're here to party and shoot people from the trunk of our car.


[Pimp C] I know that they some bitches 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, bitch Smoke somethin, D time, PA, uh, '97 Smoke something, Representing money, like Too $hort bitch
Some people are acting like bitches and so I opened the trunk of my car to shoot at them. From California to Texas, we are opening the trunk of our car to shoot at people. UGK and Celly Cel are with me and we are all here to shoot from our car's trunk. I am drinking Hennessy and about to start shooting. Let's smoke some marijuana to relax. We are here to represent money, just like Too $hort.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, CHAD L. BUTLER, MARCELES MCCARVER, MARVIN WHITEMON

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@FDAPO

I can't get over how crazy this beat is

@4esolid

From tha northern califaz now in Texas slappin banger all over ‼️🤘🏽🤘🏽

@heavyizthacrown-5842

It surprises me how many females like this song. 👌🏾

@faststanger1

2020 and still here listening

@privateproductionstv

Talk to em

@doZerBoy

Its 2020 and I'm still poppin the trunk

@internetcrip6391

this one of the greatest rap songs ever man perfect shit

@bpolk80

i just bought me a coupe deville, took out the airbag put in the wood wheel. Thats Texas shit

@MIKEHANCHO817

had this song in my head all day now it's on steady repeat

@brandonnorman4595

That Gotdamn Pimp C

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