| Aight I’m waitin on you.
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| AZ’s chillin, Brooklyn’s chillin
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| What mo' can I say? |
| Why catch feelings
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| Used to hide the crack in the hotel ceilings
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| But that was way back when I was wholesale fillers
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| We made a killing off our little bity buildings
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| But really them lil' gun silly niggas still illin
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| Clip is chillin, chips to the ceiling
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| Shot in ninety-six June this wound still healing
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| That’s right, this three-wheeling got it good
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| And if you never had it locked in your own hood you should
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| Stop frontin, and lookin hard
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| 'Fore the gym star sneeze, leave your face scarred
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| it’s
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| No more bosses, girls think that I’m god I’m a
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| Young full artist either eat or you starvin
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| Either beef or you barred, the finger either the yard
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| I’m sittin peepin my odds before seekin peace in the Mars but
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| Still do me cause it’s easy to do
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| So the fly CEO, I ain’t easy to chew
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| And that’s how it is, you can ask Blitz
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| Jail, for more than aggravated assault
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| Wild Style took it to trial said it’s all his fault
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| AZ’s chillin, Brooklyn’s chillin
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| What mo' can I say? |
| Why catch feelings
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| My cons-tributions to this jam
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| Is confusing because I am…
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| … low key and y’all know the deal
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| And when you real then you real no need to ice grill
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| YES, I’m nice still, YES, my mic skills
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| Is so ill for real give myself slight chills
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| And I get money, money I got
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| Big bottles of Belve keep the bloodflow hot
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| Bone’s up in queen, wood in the feds
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| Wild born and barred niggas hold your head
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| Cause I’m still here, hustle with no fear
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| The muscle is still here that love be still sheer
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| I dare, a muh’fucker pull my card
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| I got more than a great big bodyguard
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| So press up if you wanna get served
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| I survived in the hood, now I’m all in the burbs
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| With the bass on thump, suitcase in the trunk
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| Probably UV with the tooly lettin Akon pump
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| AZ’s chillin, Brooklyn’s chillin
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| What mo' can I say? |
| Why catch feelings
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| How long can I lay to touch millions
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| 'fore that AK spray or sprays on civilians
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| I’m five for five, I’m rated R
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| I’m gifted, and I’m goin far
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| Down the ave, to the spot
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| Four dubs of 'dro that’s all I copped
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| No mo' but chammy that’s all I pop
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| So solo with the fam that we all we got
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| Hate for what, I live that life
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| I done drove every car, I did that ice
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| Done touched a few broads, some hid they wife
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| I was too large to dodge, had to deal my life
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| I kept it fair, I played the game
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| Now it’s time for the whole world to know my name
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| AZ’s chillin, Brooklyn’s chillin
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| What mo' can I say? |
| Why catch feelings
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| Just do the dance that’s easy to do
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| Lean back or that two-step, what’s easy for you
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| This jam is on and on and on
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| Guaranteed airplay 'til your breath is gone!
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| I get the money so I don’t care, I do-I don’t care, I do-I don’t care
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| New York get that money so I don’t care, get the-get the money so I don’t care
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| Cali get that money so I don’t care, I do-I don’t care, I don’t care
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| Miami get that money so I don’t care, get the-get the money so I don’t care
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| Detroit get that money so I don’t care, I don’t care, I do-I don’t care
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| Chi-Town get that money so I don’t care, I don’t care, I do-I don’t care
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| Atlanta get that money so I don’t care, get the-get the money so I don’t care |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Az's Chillin , by - AZ. Song from the album A.W.O.L., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп