Testo Chill Out - Boosie Badazz
Testo della canzone Chill Out (Boosie Badazz), tratta dall'album Incarcerated
Lil Boosie Badazz
A lot of these niggas ain't ready to be no gangsta (know what I'm sayin'?)
So my word of advice to y'all niggas, chill out (chill out, chill out, chill out)
Nobody hate me 'cause they love me (they love)
They know I'm thuggin' I ain't backin' down from nothin', and I ain't stuntin' (partner)
I'm from a real street (real street) with real heat called G street (G street)
Cross the track we 50 deep how them thugs creep
Being niggas from fat, skinny, to thin' niggas (oh, no)
Chill out 'fore you be up in that jail house
Mama's ain't bring us up to be no gangstas (mama)
The hood got us all with anger, hood got us all in danger (straight up)
Liquor stores on every corner bottle after bottle
Another kidney gettin' weak (gettin'), from every swallow
Thought he was gone kill one when he bust that choppa
He let it off and killed Wohty, and all his partners
Now he locked up in a six-man cell (gettin' fucked)
When he touch down, he a straight-up gal
Wanna be a hustler, ain't even got no street sense
You don't deserve it anyway
Ain't from that dirty anyway
It's too late to be the dope man (for real) (chill out)
These hoes love you 'til you broke man (for real) (chill out)
Watch your friends real close, man (chill out)
They give you life up in court, lil' nigga chill out
It's too late to be the dope man (chill out)
These hoes love you 'til you broke man (chill out)
Watch your friends real close, man (chill out)
They give you life up in court, lil' nigga chill out
You wanna life sentence? (Think about it)
You wanna get put on lockdown where you can't write niggas? (Woo)
You wanna get threw on that wrong line to fight niggas? (Let's get it on)
You wanna get 20 to life, come home stressin' on that pipe, nigga? (Uh-uh)
If you wanna be a rapper you gotta be dedicated (see mee)
Nigga couldn't tell Boosie shit, that's how Lil Boosie made it (that's how I made it)
Nigga chill out, take that grill out your mouth
Go and sell it for three hundred, go and get a half a oz(ha-ha)
Money talk, bullshit walk a thousand miles
Hoes will say they love a nigga, but they love the shine
So many niggas want my shine, so I keep a nine
If I'm stressin' I need purple to ease my mind
You don't know 'bout taken losses
You don't know 'bout throwin' crosses
You don't know 'bout communicatin' with bosses
You got your gold in your mouth and got your pistol now
Ain't nobody done you nothin' but, you a killer now
It's too late to be the dope man (for real) (chill out)
These hoes love you 'til you broke man (for real) (chill out)
Watch your friends real close, man (chill out)
They give you life up in court, lil' nigga chill out
It's too late to be the dope man (chill out)
These hoes love you 'til you broke man (chill out)
Watch your friends real close, man (real close) (chill out)
They give you life up in court, lil' nigga chill out
You ain't tired yet? (That's a lot, man)
You can't see that your momma eyes ain't dried yet? (Look at 'em)
You get caught on that ride, you gon' be quiet (G code)
You got that pistol, but ain't you ready for that fire play? (Fire play), where your mind at?
You got screws in your head, you ain't retarded in a retarded way (nah)
But I guess you thuggin', so you better be 'bout that pistol play
Donkey chill (yeah) out ever since he been out
Laughin' lookin' at his lil' cousin takin' over the south
But all the boys already thuggin' (Tootie and Trell!)
Will it come back to haunt him, come back on our baby mommas, me?
I'm mister 106 (oh), can't fuck with no bitch (uh, uh)
Tryna chill my ass out man Lil Boosie on some other shit
I should have told Glen to chill out and slow his roll (hm, hm, hm)
But I made him go get laptops and 44's (hm, hm)
Forgive me God my heart was cold
Real gangstas don't see 25 what I was told (Chill out)
It's too late to be the dope man (for real) (chill out)
These hoes love you 'til you broke man (for real) (chill out)
Watch your friends real close, man (chill out)
They give you life up in court, lil' nigga chill out
It's too late to be the dope man (chill out)
These hoes love you 'til you broke man (chill out)
Watch your friends real close, man (chill out)
They give you life up in court, lil' nigga chill out
Chill out lil' nigga
You don't make no sense grindin' your whole life, to go do life
For real, that's real talk
All you see is the violence, you ain't peepin' my knowledge (slow your roll lil' nigga)
All you see is the violence, you ain't peepin' my knowledge (slow your roll lil' nigga)
Too late, too late nigga
To be the motherfuckin' dope, man
Look at that
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