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 [bad word] 
 [bad word] 
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 [bad word] 

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 [bad word] now  [bad word] 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 [bad word] 

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 [bad word] 
I'm steppin 
To the cool spots where crew's flock to stare at them 
Or see where the [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
93 to infinity 
Kill all that wack [bad word] 

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 [bad word] 
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 [bad word]  but in my face they kiss my [bad word] 
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