Yo whassup, 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 (yo) But right now why'know we just maxin in the studio We hailin 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 Bridgette Her man's a midget; plus she got friends, yo, I can dig it Here's a forty, swig it, why'know it's frigid I got 'em chillin in the cooler, break out the ruler Damn! That's the fattest stog' I ever seen The weather's heat in Cali; gettin weeded makes it feel like Maui Now we feel the good vibrations So many females, so much inspiration
I get inspired by the blunts too (too) I'll front you (you) if you hang with a bunk crew (chump) 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 (nahh) 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 straight You look great - let's grub now A rub down sounds flavor; later there's the theatre We in the gut, 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 fat - I be the chill from 93 'til
[Chorus] Yeah, this is how we chill from 93 'til This is how we chill from 93 'til This is how we chill from 93 'til This is how we chill from 93 'til Uh-huh, this is how we chill from 93 'til This is how we chill, from 93 'til This is how we chill from 93 'til This is how we chill.. from 93 'til
Huh, my black Timbs do me well (yeah) When I see a fool and he says he heard me tell (what?) Another person's business, I cause dizziness Until you - stop acting like a silly bitch
Yo, crews are jealous cause we get props The cops, want to stop - our fun, but the top Is where we're dwellin, swell and fat, no sleep I work fit and jerks get their hoes sweeped Under their noses, this bro's quick Yo hit blunts and flip once I'm chillin cause my crew's close, kid
I'm posted, most kids accept this as cool I exit, cause I'm an exception to the rule I'm steppin - to the cool spots where crews flock to snare a dip Or see where the shit that's flam be Blam leakin out his pocket So I got tons of indo and go to the hoe in's Basement, my ace spent Fattenin up tracks, Time to get prolific with the whiz kid
Greenbacks in stacks, don't even ask Who got the fat sacks we can max pumpin fat tracks Exchangin facts about impacts, cause in facts My freestyle talent overpowers brothers can't hack.. it They lack wit; we got the mack shit 93 'Til Infinity - kill all that wack shit
I be coolin; school's in session but I'm fresh in Rappin so I take time off to never rhyme soft I'm off on my own shit with my own click Roll many back roads with a fat stog' and blunt, folding runts Holding stunts captive with my persona Plus a bomber, zestin Niggaz is testin my patience; but I stay fresh and
Restin at the mall, attendance on 'noid But I am shoppin for my wish to exploit Some cute fits, some new kicks I often do this cause it's the pits not bein dipped
Flip - the flyer attire females 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, peepin what my crew gets (huh) Loot, props, respect and blunts to pass Crews talk shit, but in my face they kiss my ass (smak!) 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 'til infinity
Hah-hah, just coolin out, why'know what I'm sayin But, but who's chillin around the land why'know? Yo, who's chillin? I think I know who's chillin Yeah tell me who's chillin then then Plus
Casual - you know he's chillin Yo, Pep Love - he gotta be chillin Jay Biz - ya know he's chillin Aiyyo man, my my man Snupe is chillin man Yo Mike G - you know he's here chillin Heh, my man Mike P - ya know he gotta chill Del the Funky Homosapien is CHILLIN Aiy ay my man Domino - yo he's chillin Yeah.. it's like that, yeah..