Lil' Boosie - Chill Out
Intro:LiL Boosie Bad assAlot Of theese niggas aint ready ta be no gangsta So
my word of advice to yall niggas, chill out
1st Verse
Nobody hate me cause they love me.
They know im thuggin i aint backin down from nothin
i aint stuntin (patna). Im from a real street whid
real heat called Gstreet, cross the trap we 50 deep
how the thugs greet. Bein niggas from fat,
skinny, ta thin niggas chill out for you be up in that
jail house mamas aint bring us up to be no gangstas,
the hood got us all with anger hood got us all in danger.
Niggas throwed on every coner bottle after bottle,
another kidney gettin weak,
from every swallow.Thought he was gone kill one when
he bust that choppa. He let it off and killed wohty,
and all his patnas. Now he locked up in a 6 man cell
(Gettin Fucked). When he touch down he a straight up
gal.Wan be a husla aint even got no street since.
You dont deserve it anyway. Aint from that durty anyway
Chours; Its to late to be the dope man(Chill Out)
Hoes Love You Till You Broke Man (Chill Out)
Watch Ya Friends Real Close Man (Chill Out)
They Give You life up in court LiL nigga chill out
2nd Verse:
You wanna life sentence?(think about it) you wanna
get put on lockdown were you cant write niggas?
you wanna get threw onthat wrong line to fight niggas?
you wanna get 20 to life come home stressin on that
pipe nigga? if u wanna be a rapper u gotta b dedicated(see
mee)nigga couldnt tell boosie shit thats how lil boosie
made it nigguhhh chill out,
take dat grill out yo mouth,
go and sell it fo 300 go get a half a oz
(haaha)money talk, bullshit walk a thousand milles
ho's go say dey love a nigga but dey love da shinee
so many niggas want my shine so i keep a 9,
if im stressin i need purple 2 ease my miiind u dont
know bout taken losses you dont know bout throwin crosses
u dont no bout communicatin wit bosses u got yo gold
in yo mouth and got yo pistol now aint nobody done
ya nutin BUT, u a killa now
Chours; Its to late to be the dope man(Chill Out)
Hoes Love You Till You Broke Man (Chill Out)
Watch Ya Friends Real Close Man (Chill Out)
They Give You life up in court LiL nigga chill out
3rd Verse:
u aint tired nigga? u cant c dat yo momma eyes aint
dried yet?(LOOK AT EM) you get caught on dat ride u
gone be quiet(g code!) u got dat pistol u ready for
that fire play where ya mind at?
u got screws in ya head u aint retarded in a retarded
way but i guess u thuggin so u betta be bout that pistol
play donkey chill out, eva since he been out laughin
lookin happy his lil cuz takin ova the south but all
the boys already thuggin, will it come back to haunt
him, come back on our baby mommas me?
im mister 106, cant fuck wit no bitch tryna chill my
ass out lil boosie on that otha shit shoulda told glen
2 chill out and slow his roll,
but i told him to go get laptops and 44's forgive me
god my heart wuz cold real gangstas dont see 25 wut i was told
Written by:
TORENCE HATCH, BRUCE ROME
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