Letras Chillout (Intro) - Chris Travis

Chillout (Intro)

All you niggas don’t know me\nGive your girl to OG’s\nHomie, fuck your clothing\nGot myself, my protein\nYou niggas got no dreams\nHow you keep on folding?\nPull up in the sunroof\nBoy I’m talking big things…\nYou niggas don’t know me\nGive your girl to OG’s\nHomie, fuck your clothing\nGot myself, my protein\nYou niggas got no dreams\nHow you keep on folding?\nPull up in the sunroof\nBoy I’m talking big things\nI’m the one who they come to\nDunno who I can run to\nWhen it’s fool\nWe can leave it all soon\nShe can leave the ballroom…\nBut I’ma leave it all soon… (Water)\nAy — I wake up and I feelin' strange\nthe same\nA different bitch, a different day\nWater, I can’t concentrate\nGet the fuck up out my face\n, copping eighth’s\nshit, roll again\nit’s just shaving\nAll you niggas don’t know me\nGive your girl to OG’s\nHomie, fuck your clothing\nGot myself, my protein\nYou niggas got no dreams\nHow you keep on folding?\nPull up in the sunroof\nBoy I’m talking big things…\nYou niggas don’t know me\nGive your girl to OG’s\nHomie, fuck your clothing\nGot myself, my protein\nYou niggas got no dreams\nHow you keep on folding?\nPull up in the sunroof\nBoy I’m talking big things