Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Chrstimas Lounge Carol (Lounge Music for Christmas), artist - Christmas Cafe
Date of issue: 08.11.2011
Song language: English
A Chrstimas Lounge Carol (Lounge Music for Christmas) |
Intro: LiL Boosie Bad ass |
Alot Of theese niggas ain’t ready ta be no gangsta So my word of advice to yall |
niggas, chill out |
1st Verse |
Nobody hate me cause they love me. |
They know im thuggin i ain’t backin down from |
nothin i ain’t stuntin (patna). |
Im from a real street whid real heat called |
Gstreet, cross the trap we 50 deep how the thugs greet. |
Bein niggas from fat, |
skinny, ta thin niggas chill out for you be up in that jail house mamas ain’t |
bring us up to be no gangstas, the hood got us all with anger hood got us all |
in danger. |
Niggas throwed on every coner bottle after bottle, another kidney |
gettin weak, from every swallow. |
Thought he was gone kill one when he bust that |
choppa. |
He let it off and killed wohty, and all his patnas. |
Now he locked up in |
a 6 man cell (Gettin Fucked). |
When he touch down he a straight up gal. |
Wan be a husla ain’t even got no street since. |
You dont deserve it anyway. |
Ain’t from that durty anyway |
Chours; |
Its to late to be the dope man (Chill Out) |
Hoes Love You Till You Broke Man (Chill Out) |
Watch Ya Friends Real Close Man (Chill Out) |
They Give You life up in court LiL nigga chill out |
2nd Verse: |
You wanna life sentence?(think about it) you wanna get put on lockdown were you |
can’t write niggas? |
you wanna get threw onthat wrong line to fight niggas? |
you wanna get 20 to life come home stressin on that pipe nigga? |
if u wanna be a rapper u gotta b dedicated (see mee) nigga couldn’t tell boosie |
shit thats how lil boosie made it nigguhhh chill out, take dat grill out yo |
mouth, go and sell it fo 300 go get a half a oz (haaha)money talk, |
bullshit walk a thousand milles ho’s go say dey love a nigga but dey love da |
shinee so many niggas want my shine so i keep a 9, if im stressin i need purple |
2 ease my miiind u dont know bout taken losses you dont know bout throwin |
crosses u dont no bout communicatin wit bosses u got yo gold in yo mouth and |
got yo pistol now ain’t nobody done ya nutin BUT, u a killa now |
Chours; |
Its to late to be the dope man (Chill Out) |
Hoes Love You Till You Broke Man (Chill Out) |
Watch Ya Friends Real Close Man (Chill Out) |
They Give You life up in court LiL nigga chill out |
3rd Verse: |
U ain’t tired nigga? |
u can’t c dat yo momma eyes ain’t dried yet? |
(LOOK AT EM) you get caught on dat ride u gone be quiet (g code!) u got dat |
pistol u ready for that fire play where ya mind at? |
u got screws in ya head u |
ain’t retarded in a retarded way but i guess u thuggin so u betta be bout that |
pistol play donkey chill out, eva since he been out laughin lookin happy his |
lil cuz takin ova the south but all the boys already thuggin, will it come back |
to haunt him, come back on our baby mommas me? |
im mister 106, can’t fuck wit no |
bitch tryna chill my ass out lil boosie on that otha shit shoulda told glen 2 |
chill out and slow his roll, but i told him to go get laptops and 44's forgive |
me god my heart wuz cold real gangstas dont see 25 wut i was told |