Souls Of Mischief93 Til Infinity

Yo, what's up, this is Tajai of the mighty Souls of Mischief crew. I'm Chillin with my man Phesto, my man A-Plus, and my man Op, you know he's Dope. But right now yo, we just maxin in the studio. We handlin from East Oakland, California and, um, sometimes it gets a little hectic out there. But right now, yo, we gonna up you on how we just chill. Dial the seven digits Call up Bridget Her man's a midget Plus she got friends, yo, I can dig it Here's a fourty, swig it Ya know it's frigid I got em chillin in the cooler Break out the ruler Damn That's the fattest stoke I've ever seen But what does ?keen and Cali? gettin weeded Makes her feel like Maui Now we Feel the good vibrations So many females, so much inspiration I get inspired by the blunts, too I'll front you If you hang with a punk crew I roam the strip for bones to pick When I find one, I'm done Take her home and quickly do this I need not explain this A-Plus is famous So get the anus Hey, miss Who's there? I'm through there No time to do hair The flick's at eight So get it straight You look great Let's grub now A rub down sounds flavor, Later. There's a theatre We in the cut The cinema Was mediocre Take her to the crib so I can stroke her Kids get broke for their skins when I'm in Close range. I throws game at your dip like handball Cause the man's all that All phat I be the chill from 93 'til Yeah, this is how we chill from 93 'til This is how we chill from 93 'til... Huh, my black Timbs do me well When I see a fool and he says he heard me tell Another person's business I cause diziness Until you..stop acting like a silly bitch Yo, crews are jealous cause we get props The cops Wanna stop Our fun, but the top Is where we're dwelling, swelling, phat No sleep I work fifteen jerks get their hoes sweeped Under their noses This bro's quick To hit blunts and flip once I'm chillin cause my crew's close, kid I boasted Most kids accept this as cool I exit Cause I'm an exception to the rule I'm steppin To the cool spots where crew's flock to stare at them Or see where the shit that's flam b Bland leaking out his pocket So, I got tons of endo And go to the ho in's Basement My ace spinned Phat and enough tracks Time to get prolific with the whiz kid Greenbacks and stacks Don't even ask Who got the fat sacks We can max Pumpin phat tracks Exachangin facts about impacts Cause in facts, my freestyle talent overpowers Brothers can't hack it They lack wit We got the mack shit 93 to infinity Kill all that wack shit Ah, this is how we chill from 93 'til This is how we chill from 93 'til... I be coolin' School's in session But I'm fresh and Rappin So I take time off to never rhyme soft I'm off on my own shit With my own click For many bad bros with their fat stoke gettin blunted Folding blunts Holding stunts captive With my persona Plus, I bomba Testin Niguhs is testin My patience But I stay fresh and Restin at the mall Attendance on low But I am shopping for my winter Exploits: some new fits Some new kicks I often do this Cause it's the pits not being dipped Flip - the flier attire Female's desire Baby, you can step to this if you admire The ex - traordinary dapper rapper Keep tabs on your main squeeze before I tap her I'll mack her Attack her with the smoothness I do this Even when my crew gets Loot, props, respect and blunts to pass Crews talk shit, but in my face they kiss my ass They bite flows but we make up new ones If you're really dope, why ain't ya signed yet? But I get My loot from Jive/Zomba I'ma bomb ya You will see From now to infinity Ah, this is how we chill from 93 'til This is how we chill from 93 'til... Hah-hah, coolin out, ya know what I'm sayin. But, but who's chillin around the Land? You know? Yo, who's chillin? I think I know who's chillin. Tell me who's chillin today. Casual - you know he's chillin. Yo Pep Love - he gotta be chillin. Jay Biz - ya know he's chillin. Ay yo, my man, my man Snupe is chillin, man. Yo Mike G - you know he's here chillin. Yeah, my man Mike P - he know he gotta chill. Del the Funkyhomosapien is chillin. Hey, my man Domino - yo he's chillin.
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