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Friday, March 15, 2013

Busta Rhymes ft. Reek Da Villian & J-Doe - Chill Lyrics


I Tried To Tell A Nigga Chill

Call Him David, Put The Mess 
In The Mada Copperfield
For Real, Niggas Know The Drill

Mommy On That Molly While She 
Popping Up A Pill
For Real, Tell That Bitch To Chill
For Real, Tell That Bitch To Chill

For Real, Nigga Better Chill
And If They Don’t, Just Line Em Up
It’s Perfect Timing For The Kill
I Don’t Care About The Money 

That Your Man Make
I Hit A Homerun, Now 
I’m Runnin Through My Fan Base
Up The Green From A Garden To A Landscape

Sounds Be The Only Lingo 
Cops Will Never Translate
They Pull Up, 
I Pull Out That Thing And Pop It

I Ain’t F**king With No Dicks, 
I’m On Hella Ring Bob It
I’m No Davie But Them Ladies 
Say The Boys Way Be Crockett

I’m The Plug In The Street And 
You A Motherf**king Socket
Had To Chill For A While 
But I’m Welcomed Back

Was Low Key, How I’m 
Underneath The Welcome Mat
Now The Bitches See Me In The Forbes
So If I Give You My Number, 

Like A Finny You Should Call
You Should Tell Your Man To 
Chill Cause You’re F**king With A Dog
And He Be Firecracker Flaming 

And You F**king With A Ball
I Got Them Crills On The Street, 
Got Jahlil On The Beat
Only Phantoms, Ain’t No Caddys 

When We Roll Out In Them Fleets
I Tried To Tell A Nigga Chill
Call Him David, Put 
The Mess In The Mada Copperfield

For Real, Niggas Know The Drill
Mommy On That Molly While 
She Popping Up A Pill

For Real, Tell That Bitch To Chill
For Real, Tell That Bitch To Chill
For Real, Nigga Better Chill
And If They Don’t, Just Line Em Up

It’s Perfect Timing For The Kill
Wrist On Chill
Neck On Chill
Hoes All Up In My Grill

I Cop A Feel Then I Tell That Bitch To Chill
Hop Behind The Wheel And 
Get Back To Chasing That Mill
Ok, Big Black Zonin, On Shit Pumping

Beef Is Like A Car, To Start It I Push A Button
And It’s Over When It’s Over With
I Don’t Know If You Noticed It
But I Just Got My Weight Up Bitch,
I’m Getting Checks And Bonuses
Pull Up In The Covers With, 
Yea I See You Lookin
As You Should, Come And Get This Wood, 

Yea That Getting Dough
G Shot Wrist, Reebok Kicks
My Niggas F**k The Place U, 
King Kong Shit

She Back And Forth On My Balls, Ping-Pong Bitch
She Playin House With My Ding Dong, 
I’m Playin Ding Dong Ditch
Her Bar Is Too Ill, Way Too Trill

If That’s Yo Girl Actin Up, 
Tell That Bitch To Chill
For Real
I Tried To Tell A Nigga Chill

Call Him David, Put The 
Mess In The Mada Copperfield
For Real, Niggas Know The Drill
Mommy On That Molly While 

She Popping Up A Pill
For Real, Tell That Bitch To Chill
For Real, Tell That Bitch To Chill
For Real, Nigga Better Chill

And If They Don’t, Just Line Em Up
It’s Perfect Timin For The Kill
Yea, Ya’ll Know
When I Come Through And I Lock It

So Much Bread I Should Attach 
A Laundry Basket To My Pocket
You Ain’t Really Knowing, 
Ready For The Lesson?

See Me Whipping A Boeing, 7-47
See The Wrist Be Glowing 
Til I’m Shinin Like A Misfit
Spark With Nigga Cascade,

Dish Washing Liquid
Bread Up In The Palasades, 
Mansion Into Stash House
Wilin In The Club While 

Bitches Dancing With They Ass Out
Mossberg Military In Case Niggas Act Out
On Em Like A Click Over 
Traded Niggas Blacked Out

Why Oh Why Oh Why Nigga?
You Don’t Wanna Try It
See My Niggas Squeezing Til 
They Finger Muzzle Getting Tired Nigga

Finish With The Coke I Watch 
It Rattle Through The Waffa
Like A Kid Cooked The Coke Up In 
A F**king Pressure Cooker

The I Quickly Count The Profit, 
Cop Another Castle Key
Cook Until They Want 
A Nigga On Their Cooking Channel

You Know My Style, 
You See The Way I Sip Up
At 10 Thousand A Bottle, 
Shit You Know My Niggas Grip Up

I’m On That Raise The Throttle Shit, 
You Know I Got The Hulk
Go Ahead And F**kin Gobble Bitch, 
It’s Simple Like The Pushup

Rocket Launcher Swag Bitch, 
See How I’m Propelling Ya’ll
Taking Over Everything, 
I’m Tired Of Telling Ya’ll

Why You Always Talk, 
Could Give A F**k What Niggas Chat Bout
Keep Applying The Pressure 
Until You Niggas Tap Out

Now Pass Out
I Tried To Tell A Nigga Chill
Call Him David, Put The Mess 
In The Mada Copperfield

For Real, Niggas Know The Drill
Mommy On That Molly While She Poppin Up A Pill
For Real, Tell That Bitch To Chill
For Real, Tell That Bitch To Chill

For Real, Nigga Better Chill
And If They Don’t, Just Line Em Up
It’s Perfect Timin For The Kill


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