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 /