"Chill Out" lyrics
Lil Boosie Lyrics
A lot of these niggas ain't ready to be no gangster
So my word of advice to y'all niggas, chill out
Nobody hate me 'cause they love me
They know I'm thugging I ain't backing down from nothing I ain't stuntin (partner)
I'm from a real street with real heat called G street
Cross the track we 50 deep how them thugs creep
Being niggas from fat, skinny, ta thin niggas chill out for you be up in that jail house
Mama's ain't bring us up to be no gangsters
The hood got us all with anger hood got us all in danger
Niggas throwed on every corner bottle after bottle, another kidney getting weak, from every swallow
Thought he was gon' kill one when he bust that chopper
He let it off and killed wohty, and all his partners
Now he locked up in a 6-man cell (Gettin fucked)
When he touch down he a straight up gal
Wanna be a hustle 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 (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 little nigga chill out
It's too 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 little nigga chill out
You wanna life sentence? (think about it)
You wanna get put on lockdown were you can't write niggas?
You wanna get threw on that wrong line to fight niggas?
If you wanna be a rapper you gotta be dedicated (see me)
Nigga couldn't tell Boosie shit
That's how Lil Boosie made it
Nigga chill out, take that grill out yo mouth
Go and sell it for 300 go get a half a oz (haaha)
Money talk, bullshit walk a thousand miles
Ho's go say they love a nigga but they love the shine
So many niggas want my shine so I keep a 9
If I'm stressin I need purple to ease my mind
You don't know 'bout taken losses
You don't know 'bout throwing crosses
You got yo gold in yo mouth and got yo pistol now
Ain't nobody done ya nothing but, you a killer now
It's too 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 little nigga chill out
It's too 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 little nigga chill out
You ain't tired nigga? You can't see that yo 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 you ready for that fire play where ya mind at?
You got screws in ya head you ain't retarded in a retarded way
But I guess you thuggin so you better be 'bout that pistol play donkey chill out
Ever since he been out laughing looking happy his little 'cause taking ova the south but all the boys already thuggin
I'm mister 106, can't fuck with no bitch tryna chill my ass out
Lil Boosie on that other shit shoulda told glen 2 chill out and slow his roll
But I told him to go get laptops and 44s forgive me God
My heart was cold real gangsters don't see 25 what I was told
It's too 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 little nigga chill out
It's too 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 little nigga chill out
So my word of advice to y'all niggas, chill out
Nobody hate me 'cause they love me
They know I'm thugging I ain't backing down from nothing I ain't stuntin (partner)
I'm from a real street with real heat called G street
Cross the track we 50 deep how them thugs creep
Being niggas from fat, skinny, ta thin niggas chill out for you be up in that jail house
Mama's ain't bring us up to be no gangsters
The hood got us all with anger hood got us all in danger
Niggas throwed on every corner bottle after bottle, another kidney getting weak, from every swallow
Thought he was gon' kill one when he bust that chopper
He let it off and killed wohty, and all his partners
Now he locked up in a 6-man cell (Gettin fucked)
When he touch down he a straight up gal
Wanna be a hustle 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 (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 little nigga chill out
It's too 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 little nigga chill out
You wanna life sentence? (think about it)
You wanna get put on lockdown were you can't write niggas?
You wanna get threw on that wrong line to fight niggas?
If you wanna be a rapper you gotta be dedicated (see me)
Nigga couldn't tell Boosie shit
That's how Lil Boosie made it
Nigga chill out, take that grill out yo mouth
Go and sell it for 300 go get a half a oz (haaha)
Money talk, bullshit walk a thousand miles
Ho's go say they love a nigga but they love the shine
So many niggas want my shine so I keep a 9
If I'm stressin I need purple to ease my mind
You don't know 'bout taken losses
You don't know 'bout throwing crosses
You got yo gold in yo mouth and got yo pistol now
Ain't nobody done ya nothing but, you a killer now
It's too 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 little nigga chill out
It's too 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 little nigga chill out
You ain't tired nigga? You can't see that yo 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 you ready for that fire play where ya mind at?
You got screws in ya head you ain't retarded in a retarded way
But I guess you thuggin so you better be 'bout that pistol play donkey chill out
Ever since he been out laughing looking happy his little 'cause taking ova the south but all the boys already thuggin
I'm mister 106, can't fuck with no bitch tryna chill my ass out
Lil Boosie on that other shit shoulda told glen 2 chill out and slow his roll
But I told him to go get laptops and 44s forgive me God
My heart was cold real gangsters don't see 25 what I was told
It's too 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 little nigga chill out
It's too 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 little nigga chill out
Thanks to Big E for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Torence Hatch, Bruce Rome
