NELLY - Chill lyrics
rate me<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. St. Lunatics)</B></FONT><BR><BR>
<i>[Intro: Nelly]</i><br>
Yo, what you tell a muh'fucker with two black eyes?<br>
Nothin, you done already told his punk-ass twice<br>
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<i>[Ali]</i><br>
D, E, R, R, T, Y (we back, we back, we back)<br>
We all we got, yo, know I want y'all do?<br>
Yo..<br>
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Aiyyo stand at attention, raise your right arm, salute<br>
Roll the carpet out, watch all the Bloods "woot-woot"<br>
Watch the Crips loc' it up, we back, we got our focus up<br>
St. Lunatics, nigga know that, know that<br>
Supreme team, if we lose you open your minds<br>
Start readin some things, we got it, holla at us, c'mon<br>
Easy with that murder murder murder, kill kill<br>
We did that back when I was born, Bill Bill<br>
But I still do the knowledge, let me give you the math<br>
I rock a 7-and-a-half for my 7-and-a-half<br>
I be with Moses and Kane & Abel puttin in work<br>
I slap a nun, beat the reverend up, spit in his church<br>
My Derrty niggaz come through, we turn the heat up in June<br>
We at the party mackin, even throw a bitch in the room<br>
Menage-a-trois, Murph' is {?}, me and Law<br>
Cause we the baddest muh'fuckers that you seen thus far, so<br>
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<i>[Chorus 2X: Ali]</i><br>
Nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down)<br>
Watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya<br>
You really talkin wreckless right now (right now)<br>
And we know you ain't built for that (nope)<br>
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<i>[City Spud]</i><br>
Look, learn, listen, check it<br>
Start your cars up, trick your broads out<br>
Pump your hard up, homie now put your guard up<br>
You throw that one-two but, look how I jab you<br>
No need you run in the derrty, homie I had to<br>
You was doin a lot of talkin (yup) a lot of barkin<br>
But your bite was nothin, guess you mighta been frontin<br>
Yo ain't no mic to it, City see right through it<br>
I was born to be the shit like I was Mike Hewitt{?}<br>
Don't, test me though, homie I might do it<br>
Check my track record, the feelin go right to it<br>
It was easy for me, I was born to win<br>
You was born to hate me, you should be born again<br>
You with Mike and Kevin, we with Law and them<br>
You cop American cars, we cop foreign 'em<br>
Take a look at us derrty, we put the star in them<br>
No slow stray bullets nigga, we Brett Favre'n them<br>
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<i>[Kyjuan]</i><br>
You gots to chill, and let your conscience be free<br>
Lil' boy, obviously y'all ain't fuckin with Ky'<br>
You see I stays real high, but I be's low-key<br>
I'm so allergic to the line e'rybody know me<br>
You know what? (What?) Why shouldn't y'all hate?<br>
Cause y'all so half decent, we Frosted Flakes great<br>
And these ain't came out yet, I know y'all so late<br>
I smoke zips, you pop 8's, damn what a waste<br>
My lady is so happy, yours masturbates<br>
You wash up in a sink, nigga I bathe in a lake<br>
The way y'all copy our style ASCAP should make y'all pay<br>
But they don't, so I'ma smoke a joint and get to the point<br>
The muh'fuckin point is keep my name out your mouth<br>
Unless you sayin how we repped the Lou, since we came out<br>
We've been winners since we came out, yo' mouth keep my name out<br>
You don't wanna see thirty cardinal birds with they thangs out<br>
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>
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<i>[Murphy Lee]</i><br>
Murphy Lee God-body (like) take shit from nobody (nope)<br>
Nelly bought it for me so that's my Maserati (yup)<br>
Y'all know about me, I'm so far from sloppy (dirty)<br>
You not a female nigga, so how can you top me?<br>
My style can't be copied people trust me (trust me)<br>
Even though you look like me, your flow musty (musty)<br>
That means you stinkin, what you think's extinct<br>
Been gone too long to even dig up the bones<br>
I'm on my new-new, upgrade the kush from the doo-doo<br>
That's a big step, but that's how niggaz from the Lou do<br>
Last rap was too cool, but this one is too damn hot<br>
You wack rappers think you hot when you not (this is why I'm hot)<br>
All this I talk slick shit as if you really did shit<br>
Thinkin you deserve my spot, well thurr it is then<br>
Gave niggaz time but now I'm back with a few of my friends<br>
Lunatics 'bout to do this again, ohh<br>
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>
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<i>[Nelly]</i><br>
Uh, tell you somethin...<br>
You should see their faces when I walk in the facility<br>
Mean mug, what's the purpose of you ice-grillin me?<br>
You're killin me but really B, you ain't on my radar<br>
Always used the right amount of strokes, that's why I stayed par<br>
I ain't no killer lil' silly nigga but they are<br>
You got the same ride as me but that's just my day car<br>
My decor, might be Levi's and a A-R<br>
15 G's in my pocket just to play cards<br>
So meet me in the casino, way in the back<br>
Me and her fleein the scene, away in the 'Llac<br>
She say she feelin her bean, a green of a stack<br>
She say she like it obscene, I'm way in the knack{?}<br>
In fact, you niggaz ain't like me, you salty (nah)<br>
Me, I'm like pepper cause I spice shit up<br>
The Flavor Flav of the game cause I hype shit up<br>
Might call my hundred watt niggaz in to light shit up<br>
You better chill<br>
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>
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