作词 : Adam Carter/Tajai Massey/Opio Lindsey/Damani Thompson
作曲 : Adam Carter/Tajai Massey/Opio Lindsey/Damani Thompson
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 d**e (Yo, yo, yeah)
But right now, y'know, we just maxin' in the studio
We hailin' from East Oakland, California
(Haha, we just chilling)
[Verse 1: Opio]
Dial the seven digits, call up Bridgette
Here's a 40, swig it, you 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 keen in Cali
Now we feel the good vibrations
So many females, so much inspiration
[Verse 2: A-Plus]
I get inspired by the blunts too! (Too)
I'll front you (You), if you hang with a bunk crew (Ch**p)
I roam the strip for bones to pick
When I find one, I'm gon'
I need not explain this (Nah)
A-Plus is famous, so get the a**s
[Verse 3: Tajai]
Hey, Miss! Who's there? I'm through there
No time to do hair; the flick's at eight, so get straight
A rubdown sounds flavour, later there's the theatre (Yeah that sounds nice)
We in the cut, the cinema was mediocre
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
[Hook: Souls of Mischief]
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
This is how we chill from 93 'til
This is how we chill from 93 'til
This is how we chill… from 93 'til
[Verse 5: A-Plus]
Huh, my black Timbs do me well (Yeah)
Another person's busy-ness, I cause dizziness
Until you stop acting like a silly b***h
[Verse 6: Phesto]
Yo, crews are jealous 'cause we get props
The cops wanna 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
To hit blunts and flip once
I'm chillin', ‘cause my crew's close, kid
[Verse 7: Tajai]
I'm posted, most kids accept this as cool
I exit, ‘cause I'm an exception to the rule (Hell no, I'm out)
I'm steppin' to the cool spots where crews flock
To snare a dip, or see where the shit that's flam-bee
Plan B not as poppin'
So I got tons of indo and go to the Owen's bas***nt
My ace been fattenin' up tracks
Time to get prolific with the whiz kid
Greenbacks in stacks, don't even ask
Exchangin' facts about impacts, ‘cause in facts
They lack wit, we got the mack shit
'93 to infinity–kill all that wack shit!
[Hook: Souls of Mischief]
Ah, 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
Yeah, 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 until
This is how we chill from 93 'til (Yeah)
[Verse 9: Phesto]
I'm off on my own shit
With my own clique, roll many backroads
With a fat stog' and blunts, foldin' runts
Holdin' stunts captive with my persona
Plus a bomber, zestin'
Niggas is testin' my patience, but I stay freshin
[Verse 10: Tajai]
Restin' at the mall, attendance on 'noid (Get off!)
I often do this, ‘cause it's the pits not being dipped
[Verse 11: Opio]
Flipped! 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
[Verse 12: A-Plus]
I mack her, attack her with the smoothness
I do this, peepin' what my crew gets, huh! (Shit)
Loot, props, respect, and blunts to pass
Crews talk shit, but in my face, they kiss my ass (Smack!)
They bite flows, but we make up new ones
If you're really d**e, why ain't you signed yet?
But I get my loot from Jive/Zomba, I'ma bomb ya
You will see, from now 'til infinity
[Hook: Souls of Mischief]
Ahhh (Yeah), this is how we chill from 93 'til
Huh! This is how we chill from 93 'til
Yeah! This is how we chill from 93 'til
Aww, yeah, this is how we chill from 93 'til
This is how we chill from 93 'til
Yeah, this is how we chill from 93 'til
Haha! Just coolin' out, y'know what I'm sayin'?
But, but who's chillin' around the land, y'know?
Yo, who's chillin'? I think I know who's chillin'
Yeah, tell me who's chillin' then, Plus
Casual–you know he's chillin'
Yo, Pep Love–he gotta be chillin'
Jay-Biz–you know he's chillin'
Ayo, man, my—my man Snupe is chillin', man
Yo, Mike G–you know he's here chillin'
Yeah, my man Mike P–you know he gotta chill
Del the Funky Homosapien is chillin'
Aye, aye, my man Domino–yo, he's chillin'
Yeah…and it's like that, yeah
You know what I'm saying? Peace