Chill Out Lyrics & Tabs by Lil Boosie
Chill Out
guitar chords lyrics
Intro:]
LiL Boosie Bad ass
Alot Of theese niggas ain't ready ta be no gangsta
So my word of advice to ya'll niggas, chill out
Nobody hate me cause they love me.
They know I'm thuggin I ain't backin down from nothin I ain't stuntin (patna).
I'm 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 ain't bring us up to be no gangstas,
the hood got us all with anger hood got us all in pain.
Niggas throwed on every coner bottle after bottle,
another kidney gettin weak, from every swallow.
Thought he was gine kill one when he bust that choppa.
Niggas throwed on every coner bottle after bottle,
another kidney gettin weak, from every swallow.
Thought he was gine 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 ain't even got no street since.
You don't deserve it anyway.
Ain't from that durty anyway
It's 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
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 mind
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
It's 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
U ain't 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
It's 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
