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Chill Bill Remix testo

Babylons can’t crack the code

Used to sip out styrofoam

But figured I should stick to dro (Weed)

Don’t like to smoke them Swishers, hoe

If you hit my liquor store

It’s 50 cents for single Ports

Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed

I said, “Baby just buy Dutchies ’cause you can’t smoke for free”

I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji

She said you need a job, bitch fuck a job I still get cheese

She all on me ’cause my dick crazy

Black, dark Patrick Swayze

Feel like I am in the mid 80s

‘Cause I am a real rockstar

Really did a song with Neil Young

Day ones hit the block hard

The block is where I get these pills from, yeah

I don’t even know just how I ended up here

I mean I got here from the grind, but how I get in this chair?

I mean I only popped a Xan and drank some liquor and beer

You say you couldn’t understand me ’cause I’m not speakin’ clear

I be gettin’ pussy in zombie mode

The reason is because I don’t recall it, yo

I woke up wishing that she’d call me though

Only thing that I remember is she slide me slow

Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed

I said, “Baby just buy Dutchies ’cause you can’t smoke for free”

I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji

She said you need a job, bitch fuck a job I still get cheese

Super high, you just might need a receiver

Sativa, two liters, I might need a re-up

I’m dorky, I’m geeked up, 3/4ths and a beat, bust it

Still couldn’t reach me without the antenna

Eyes open wide, that is my panorama

Panoramic view, and the scene is so beautiful

Blowin’ Os, that’s a hula hoop, beat the pussy like Fruity Loops

I’m the realest nigga ever, it’s a fact ’cause I’m livin’ proof

Now I’m high, I’m really high, I feel my face is numbing

Feeling that I’m born again

I am the second coming

Simon says get out my head

That’s what my thoughts would tell me

Now the mockingbird is dead

My memories would tell me

I’m the fuckin’ Fresh Prince

Yeah, but right now I’m Ill Bill

Akon, I still kill

Burnin’ these hundreds like lil bills

My life is cold

I think about it and feel chills

My dogs is hungry for big meals

I just count money and peel seals

Roll me one nice ’cause I’m wavy, no gills here

What it look like?

I’m gettin’ love from the hood ’cause I’m still there

When I get right on the charts like I live there

Niggas be old news and act like we still care

She wanna ride me like steerin’ wheel

Girl it’s the morning, you still here?

I thought I told you I’m good on these hoes

I just need money to get me some more

Callin’ my plug like, “Ayy what it hit for?”

Been on my grind even when I was broke

From the corners, hell yeah that’s for sure

We up, niggas, never been here before

Ain’t no limits when you kick in the door

Damn, she said I’m chill, yeah I know

Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed

I said, “Baby just buy Dutchies ’cause you can’t smoke for free”

I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji

She said you need a job, bitch fuck a job I still get cheese

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Chill Bill (feat. J.Davis & Spooks)

Rob $tone

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[Rob $tone]
Rob $tone, two damn phones
Babylons can’t crack the code
Used to sip out styrofoam
But figured I should stick to dro
Backwoods overload
Don’t like to smoke them swishers, ho
If you hit my liquor store
It’s 50 cents for single Ports

She said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed
I said: Baby, just buy Dutches ’cause you can’t smoke for free
I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji
She said: You need a job!, bitch, fuck a job, I still get trees

[J. Davi$]
Two cell phones, Mr. Mothafuck-a-thot
Mr. I-Be-On-That-Block
12-07 fuck an op
They hear my name, they see my squad
Rolling dope up on the spot
I’m with your bitch, she on my jock
Ain’t got no time to love a thot
Got niggas mad, my flow so hot
Got niggas mad, my squad won’t stop
We in the game, won’t take no loss
I’m sippin’ water out the Voss
Got lean all in my fuckin’ Sprite
Turnin’ up on fuckin’ sight
Mr. Kenny Powers ’bout to take your girlfriend home tonight, bitch

[Spooks]
And I’m smokin’ on that widow when you see it out the window
Got a dusty old tee, lookin’ bummy, leave it simple
Growin’ up, I was always in the middle
So I gotta hold it down for my older and my little
And my brothas beside me so fuck it we mobbin’ deep
Always grimey, no findin’ me but I be in LG
If your lil’ fuckboy lame ass wanna creep
I live by the lemon ’cause that fucka chose me

[Rob $tone]
She said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed
I said: Baby, just buy Dutches ’cause you can’t smoke for free
I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji
She said: You need a job! Bitch, fuck a job, I still get trees

[Rob $tono]
Rob $tone, dos malditas teléfonos
Los babilones no pueden descifrar el código
Se utiliza para sorber espuma de poliestireno
Pero pensé que debería atenerse a dro
Sobrecarga de backwoods
No me gusta fumar esos swishers, ho
Si vas a mi licorería
Son 50 centavos por un solo puerto

Dijo que quería rodar conmigo y fumar toda mi hierba
Te dije: “Cariño, compra a los holandeses porque no puedes fumar gratis
Tengo algo fuerte, pero no dinero, nena, cómprame un Fiji
Ella dijo: “¡Necesitas un trabajo!, jodete un trabajo, todavía tengo árboles

[J. Davi $]
Dos celulares, Sr. Mothafuck-a-thot
Sr. I-Be-on-That-Block
12-07 Foda un op
Oyen mi nombre, ven a mi escuadrón
Rodando drogas en el acto
Estoy con tu putita, ella en mi atleta
No tengo tiempo para amar a un tipo
Me enojaron a los negratas, mi flujo es tan ardiente
Los negratas se enojan, mi escuadrón no se detendrá
Nosotros en el juego, no aceptaremos ninguna pérdida
Estoy bebiendo agua del Voss
Me incliné todo en mi maldita Sprite
Girando hacia arriba en la maldita vista
Kenny Powers va a llevar a tu novia a casa esta noche

¿Qué?
Y estoy fumando en esa viuda cuando lo ves por la ventana
Tengo una vieja camiseta polvorienta, luciendo mal, déjalo simple
Al crecer, siempre estaba en el medio
Así que tengo que sostenerlo para mi mayor y mi pequeña
Y mis burdeles a mi lado, así que jodan
Siempre grimey, no me encuentro, pero estoy en LG
Si tu pequeño fuckboy cojo culito quiere arrastrarse
Vivo al lado del limón porque ese capullo me eligió

[Rob $tono]
Dijo que quería rodar conmigo y fumar toda mi hierba
Te dije: “Cariño, compra a los holandeses porque no puedes fumar gratis
Tengo algo fuerte, pero no dinero, nena, cómprame un Fiji
Ella dijo: “¡Necesitas un trabajo! “Perra, jodete un trabajo, todavía tengo árboles

Rob $tone – Chill Bill (Letras y canción para escuchar) – [Rob $tone / Rob $tone, two damn phones / Babylons can't crack the code / Used to sip out styrofoam / But figured I should stick to dro / Backwoods overload /