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letra de chill out - chill out

intro:lil boosie bad -ss
alot of theese n-ggas ain’t ready ta be no gangsta so my word of advice to yall n-ggas, chill out
1st verse
n0body hate me cause they love me.they know im thuggin i ain’t backin down from nothin i ain’t stuntin (patna). im from a real street whid real heat called gstreet, cross the trap we 50 deep how the thugs greet. bein n-ggas from fat, skinny, ta thin n-ggas chill out for you be up in that jail house mamas ain’t bring us up to be no gangstas, the hood got us all with anger hood got us all in danger. n-ggas throwed on every coner bottle after bottle, another kidney gettin weak,from every swallow.thought he was gone k!ll one when he bust that choppa. he let it off and k!lled wohty, and all his patnas. now he locked up in a 6 man cell (gettin f-cked). when he touch down he a straight up gal.wan be a husla ain’t even got no street since.you dont deserve it anyway. ain’t 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 n-gga chill out

2nd verse:
you wanna life sentence?(think about it) you wanna get put on lockdown were you can’t write n-ggas? you wanna get threw onthat wrong line to fight n-ggas? you wanna get 20 to life come home stressin on that pipe n-gga? if u wanna be a rapper u gotta b dedicated(see mee)n-gga couldn’t tell boosie sh-t thats how lil boosie made it n-gguhhh chill out, take dat grill out yo mouth, go and sell it fo 300 go get a half a oz(haaha)money talk, bullsh-t walk a thousand milles ho’s go say dey love a n-gga but dey love da shinee so many n-ggas 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 ain’t n0body done ya nutin but, u a k!lla 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 n-gga chill out

3rd verse:
u ain’t tired n-gga? u can’t c dat yo momma eyes ain’t 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 ain’t r-t-rded in a r-t-rded 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, can’t f-ck wit no b-tch tryna chill my -ss out lil boosie on that otha sh-t 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

- chill out

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