Name: All Day Chill
Duration: 5 min 6 s
Description: Слушайте песню All Day Chill - 2 Of The Crew онлайн с альбома G-Funk Way of Life: Ghetto Hits в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 5:06. Год выхода - 2000

G-Funk Way of Life: Ghetto Hits

Poppa Lq

Mad CJ Mac

Come and Take a Ride

Bossman

The Bandit

Straight up Gangsta

Kokane

Yella

4 Tha E

MC Ren

Keep It Real (Remix)

Ten-Tray

Stevo

Rhyme Poets

Skillz

Prince Akeem

Put Down the Guns

Young Murder Squad

How We Livin'

New Breed of Hustlas

B.G. Thang

Kory D

Blaze a Phillie (Blaze'm)

South Central Cartel

Ice-T

Powerlord Jel

Spice 1

Ant Banks

Boss

Treach

Murdersquad

No Peace

BG Gangsta

Real Brothas 4 Life (Instrumental)

Father Dom

Flossn

Insane Klan

Goin' Insane

2 Of The Crew

All Day Chill

That 2 Of The Crew, that's that new shit?

Steady on my creeps and just kickin' it with my niggas

Smokin' on some indo, full of that liquor

An everyday thing and my nigga's never lack

We love to smoke blunts, man, fuck a Zig Zag

Perkin' like a motherfucker, deep in my old school

Everybody's low, laid back, feelin' way cool

Players on the go, when the drink is kinda low

So we all chipped in and got some gin from the store

Once again it's on, and the niggas turnin' knot

I'm poppin' at every hoe I see in my sight

My pager goin' off, yeah, them hoes wanna fuck me

So I taps that ass while I'm gone off a sack of weed

Only twenty-three and I'm livin' like a pimp

I'm poppin' at the hoochies, man, with game, fool, that's oh so real

And when I'm with my folks you know, it's just an all day chill

And catch a glimpse of this young ghetto pimp

Comin' straight up out that iddy biddy town

Where niggas be talking shit and know it's quick to go down

So I keep some iced riesling but still slightly tooted, fool

Swig this 40 ounce but you best not to spill it

Man, I pull to the side, and spit a little game

I really wasn't trippin', she was ugly anyway

Plus she's not even knowin' about this all day chill

Constantly on high, screwin' hoes at will

Whoever calm and collected, be no need to get depressive

Pushin' females to the side, after I get 'em butt naked

And I shake it like a playa, look who's off to the next

Strapped in latex, gettin' ready for the sex

Well, slide your round ass in between the satin sheets

And watch it get hectic 'cause I wreck it

I told you that I love you girl, I never really meant it

It was just to "uh", you know what I'm sayin'?

'Cause I'm all about my game and when it's packed I'm layin'

So don't take this type of thing too personal

'Cause I'm exceptional when it comes you hoes, like a professional

It ain't nothin', chump, unless you got bills

I just fucked you for the night to start my all day chill

After all that we've been through (we've been through)

Time won't change the way I feel about my crew

Time won't change the way I chill with my folks

This all day chill, blowin' 'nila, twistin' tops

Out to make a fortune, mission plottin' with the dub sack

It's the nina-seven and you know you gets no love back

'Cause all I know, is family, money and my folks

And if I see you walkin', trick, you know that I'm slidin'

But don't you get mad, hoe, and don't you dare trip

Just because you see me slidin' with a new bitch

Catch me on a late night, 'cause, girl, you know it's all good

Hit me on my hip, and I dip through your neighborhood

It's the mackin' playa, and my game, fool, is oh so real

But when I'm with my folks you know, it's just a all day chill

Slidin' in my Cutty, when my clip in the front

Niggas ain't trippin' too much 'cause the speakers so bomb

Listenin' to Curtis B, for love my nigga Willy Hutch

Got my hands in the back, askin' fools for a buck

'Cause I've been mobbin' all day, and my tank's on empty

Scopin' out the honeys 'cause them big asses tempt me

Come tight like a Mack, hit that ass and then scat

To kick it and cool, and chill with my fiddies

Smokin' on them jiddies, almost hurlin' off the Hennessey

We got the yack and that green goin' clockwise

Fuck Visine on my eyes, I wear stay highs

'Cause that's the main ingredient of my all day chill

Throw on an instru' while I'm gone, and shoot a few skills

I sling a nut or two, in my Cutty lookin' smooth

Ladies tryna flag me down but I'm all up outside

Blow a kiss to your bitch just to cause some excitement

And the sunbeam is down on every nigga in every hood

Gettin' that hustle on, but it's all good still just relaxin' in your Cut'

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All Day Chill

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