Name: Chillin
Duration: 3 min 30 s
Description: Слушайте песню Chillin - Erick Sermon, Talib Kweli, Whip Montez онлайн с альбома Chilltown, New York в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 3:30. Год выхода - 2004

Chilltown, New York

Erick Sermon

Home (Intro)

Wit Ee's

Relentless

Jackin' For Rhymes (Skit)

Redman

Street Hop

SY Scott

Khari Santiago

Like Me

Matrix (Skit)

God Sent

I'm Not Him

MC One Bar (Skit)

Feel It

1129

Future Thug

Talib Kweli

Whip Montez

Chillin

Hip-Hop

Def Squad, uh, yeah, Brooklyn, Long Island, uh-huh, Red what

Yup, the rhyme animal, a different sample though

I change the flow so it go with the music

Kid, you ain't never seen Dubs in action, no

Yup, he sold more records, but son sucked!

If this don't work come back like boomerang

Testing, microphones are o-o-on I'm g-g-gone

I'm parked by the Rucker park, I'm just (chillin!)

Underground love my spot, I'm just (chillin!)

With Whip and my nigga Talib, we just (chillin!)

It's like that, you know how it is, we just (chillin!)

I'm just (chillin) all alone, no one to be with, man

The most anticipated chick of the year, cheaugh

Every dude I touch get whipped lie my first name, and

Although I'm prissy, don't get it confused

I don't need to mess with you, I got plenty of dudes

Got the caramel skin, on the parallel twin

Cause these hos can't mess with this Dominican chick

Got the flag on my arm, it proves I am the bomb

All I do is speak Spanish and it works like a charm

You might catch me on the train, OK, I'm just (chillin!)

I ain't too big for the game, I'm just (chillin!)

Roll through if you want, cause (I don't care!)

Yo, Def Squad got the girl, and now I'm just (chillin!)

I'm on the block, real tough, just (chillin!)

Y'all non-rapping chicks can keep (chillin!)

Whip in the house, Brooklyn in the building

Blood on the dance floor, sweat on the ceiling

When you get that feeling that gun concealing is a hobby

Working on a new project while you chillin in the lobby

Keep it thorough, ain't real, guns don't kill

People kill people, but the Sun don't chill

But still, I stand cooler than a Minnesota winter

Nigga, hotter than the blocks where guns bust over dinners

Plus, all the sinners got dreams they running after

Working a 9 to 5 now is like you hustling backwards

That's why all these young girls in love with the rappers

Basketball players, and up-and-coming actors

Swimming with the sharks, and flirting with disaster

When the things you own start owning you, they your master

I got the yak in the back of the club, I'm just (chillin!)

With Whip and my nigga E Dub, we just (chillin!)

Nobody give a fuck about you, we (chillin!)

But I smack the shit out you, like (I don't care!)

So if you really want to know how it is, I'm just (chillin!)

Material things that we shit, I'm just (chillin!)

You brag what you got, but (I don't care!)

Слушайте песню Chillin - Erick Sermon, Talib Kweli, Whip Montez онлайн с альбома Chilltown, New York в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 3:30. Год выхода - 2004

Chillin

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