Letras: Lil Boosie. Incarcerated. Chill Out.

[Intro:]
LiL Boosie Bad ass
Alot Of theese niggas ain't ready ta be no gangsta So my word of advice to ya'll niggas, chill out

[Verse:]
Nobody hate me cause they love me.They know I'm thuggin I ain't backin down from nothin I ain't stuntin (patna). I'm 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 pain. Niggas throwed on every coner bottle after bottle, another kidney gettin weak, from every swallow.Thought he was gine 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 don't deserve it anyway. Ain't from that durty anyway

[Chorus:]
It's 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