Chill Out

(Album: Incarcerated - 2010)

Lil Boosie Bad Azz
A lot of these niggas ain't ready to be no gangstas
So my word of advice to y'all niggas, chill out

Know why they hate me cause they love me. They know I'm thugging
I ain't backing down from nothing and I ain't stunting (Patna)
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 (All y'all!)
Chill out for you be up in that jail house
Mama's ain't bring us up to be no gangstas
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 getting weak from every swallow
Thought he was gon' 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 (Getting fucked)
When he touch down he a straight up gal
Wan' be a hustler ain't even got no street sense
You don't deserve it anyway
Ain't from that dirty anyway

[Hook: x2]
It's too late to be the dope man, chill out
These hos 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
Where you can't write niggas?
You wanna get threw on that wrong line
To fight niggas? You wanna get 20 to life
Come home stressing on that pipe nigga?
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
Nigguhhh chill out, take that grill out yo mouth
Go and sell it fo 300 go get a half a oz (Haaha)
Cause 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 stressing I need purple to ease my mind
You don't know 'bout taken losses you don't know 'bout throwing crosses
You don't know bout communicating wit bosses
You got yo golds in yo mouth and got yo pistol now
Ain't nobody done ya nothing but, you a killa now

[Hook x2]

You ain't tired yet?
You can't see that yo momma eyes ain't dried yet? (Look at 'em)
You get caught on that ride you gone be quiet (G code!)
You got that pistol but ain't you ready for that fire play? Where ya mind at?
You got screws in ya head you ain't retarded in a retarded way (Na...)
But I guess you thugging so you better be 'bout that pistol play
Donkey chill out ever since he been out
Laughing looking at his lil cousin taking ova the south
But all the boys already thugging (Tootie and Trell!)
Will it come back to haunt him, come back on our baby mommas. Me?
I'm mister 106, can't fuck with no bitch
Tryna chill my ass out man Lil Boosie on some other shit
I shoulda told Glen to chill out and slow his roll
But I made him go get laptops and 44's
Forgive me God my heart was cold
Real gangstas don't see 25 what I was told (Chill out)

[Hook x2]

Chill out lil nigga...
You don't make no sense grinding yo whole life, to go do life
For real, that's real talk

All you see is the violence, you ain't peeping my knowledge, slow ya roll lil nigguhhh
All you see is the violence, you ain't peeping my knowledge, slow ya roll lil nigguhhh

Too late nigga, to be the mothafuckin dope man...