| Song | Chill Out |
| Artist | Brodka |
| Album | Chilli Zet Nastaw Sie Na Chillout Vol.2 |
| Nelly - Chill (Feat. St. Lunatics) | |
| Yo, what you tell a muh'fucker with two black eyes? | |
| Nothin, you done already told his punk-ass twice | |
| D, E, R, R, T, Y (we back, we back, we back) | |
| We all we got, yo, know I want y'all do? | |
| Aiyyo stand at attention, raise your right arm, salute | |
| Roll the carpet out, watch all the Bloods "woot-woot" | |
| Watch the Crips loc' it up, we back, we got our focus up | |
| St. Lunatics, nigga know that, know that | |
| Supreme team, if we lose you open your minds | |
| Start readin some things, we got it, holla at us, c'mon | |
| Easy with that murder murder murder, kill kill | |
| We did that back when I was born, Bill Bill | |
| But I still do the knowledge, let me give you the math | |
| I rock a 7-and-a-half for my 7-and-a-half | |
| I be with Moses and Kane & Abel puttin in work | |
| I slap a nun, beat the reverend up, spit in his church | |
| My Derrty niggaz come through, we turn the heat up in June | |
| We at the party mackin, even throw a bitch in the room | |
| Ménage-à-trois, Murph' is {?}, me and Law | |
| Cause we the baddest muh'fuckers that you seen thus far, so | |
| Nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down) | |
| Watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now (right now) | |
| And we know you ain't built for that (nope) | |
| Nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down) | |
| Watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now (right now) | |
| Look, learn, listen, check it | |
| And we know you ain't built for that (nope) | |
| Start your cars up, trick your broads out | |
| Pump your hard up, homie now put your guard up | |
| You throw that one-two but, look how I jab you | |
| No need you run in the derrty, homie I had to | |
| You was doin a lot of talkin (yup) a lot of barkin | |
| But your bite was nothin, guess you mighta been frontin | |
| Yo ain't no mic to it, City see right through it | |
| I was born to be the shit like I was Mike Hewitt{?} | |
| Don't, test me though, homie I might do it | |
| Check my track record, the feelin go right to it | |
| It was easy for me, I was born to win | |
| You was born to hate me, you should be born again | |
| You with Mike and Kevin, we with Law and them | |
| You cop American cars, we cop foreign 'em | |
| Take a look at us derrty, we put the star in them | |
| No slow stray bullets nigga, we Brett Favre'n them | |
| You gots to chill, and let your conscience be free | |
| Lil' boy, obviously y'all ain't fuckin with Ky' | |
| You see I stays real high, but I be's low-key | |
| I'm so allergic to the line e'rybody know me | |
| You know what? (What?) Why shouldn't y'all hate? | |
| Cause y'all so half decent, we Frosted Flakes great | |
| And these ain't came out yet, I know y'all so late | |
| I smoke zips, you pop 8's, damn what a waste | |
| My lady is so happy, yours masturbates | |
| You wash up in a sink, nigga I bathe in a lake | |
| The way y'all copy our style ASCAP should make y'all pay | |
| But they don't, so I'ma smoke a joint and get to the point | |
| The muh'fuckin point is keep my name out your mouth | |
| Unless you sayin how we repped the Lou, since we came out | |
| We've been winners since we came out, yo' mouth keep my name out | |
| You don't wanna see thirty cardinal birds with they thangs out | |
| Nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down) | |
| Watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now (right now) | |
| And we know you ain't built for that (nope) | |
| Nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down) | |
| Watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now (right now) | |
| And we know you ain't built for that (nope) | |
| Murphy Lee God-body (like) take shit from nobody (nope) | |
| Nelly bought it for me so that's my Maserati (yup) | |
| Y'all know about me, I'm so far from sloppy (dirty) | |
| You not a female nigga, so how can you top me? | |
| My style can't be copied people trust me (trust me) | |
| Even though you look like me, your flow musty (musty) | |
| That means you stinkin, what you think's extinct | |
| Been gone too long to even dig up the bones | |
| I'm on my new-new, upgrade the kush from the doo-doo | |
| That's a big step, but that's how niggaz from the Lou do | |
| Last rap was too cool, but this one is too damn hot | |
| You wack rappers think you hot when you not (this is why I'm hot) | |
| All this I talk slick shit as if you really did shit | |
| Thinkin you deserve my spot, well thurr it is then | |
| Gave niggaz time but now I'm back with a few of my friends | |
| Lunatics 'bout to do this again, ohh | |
| Nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down) | |
| Watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now (right now) | |
| And we know you ain't built for that (nope) | |
| Nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down) | |
| Watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now (right now) | |
| And we know you ain't built for that (nope) | |
| You should see their faces when I walk in the facility | |
| Mean mug, what's the purpose of you ice-grillin me? | |
| You're killin me but really B, you ain't on my radar | |
| Always used the right amount of strokes, that's why I stayed par | |
| I ain't no killer lil' silly nigga but they are | |
| You got the same ride as me but that's just my day car | |
| My décor, might be Levi's and a A-R | |
| 15 G's in my pocket just to play cards | |
| So meet me in the casino, way in the back | |
| Me and her fleein the scene, away in the 'Llac | |
| She say she feelin her bean, a green of a stack | |
| She say she like it obscene, I'm way in the knack{?} | |
| In fact, you niggaz ain't like me, you salty (nah) | |
| Me, I'm like pepper cause I spice shit up | |
| The Flavor Flav of the game cause I hype shit up | |
| Might call my hundred watt niggaz in to light shit up | |
| You better chill | |
| Nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down) | |
| Watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now (right now) | |
| And we know you ain't built for that (nope) | |
| Nigga chill (chill) calm down (calm down) | |
| Watch your words (watch your words) don't let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now (right now) | |
| And we know you ain't built for that (nope) |
| Nelly Chill Feat. St. Lunatics | |
| Yo, what you tell a muh' fucker with two black eyes? | |
| Nothin, you done already told his punkass twice | |
| D, E, R, R, T, Y we back, we back, we back | |
| We all we got, yo, know I want y' all do? | |
| Aiyyo stand at attention, raise your right arm, salute | |
| Roll the carpet out, watch all the Bloods " wootwoot" | |
| Watch the Crips loc' it up, we back, we got our focus up | |
| St. Lunatics, nigga know that, know that | |
| Supreme team, if we lose you open your minds | |
| Start readin some things, we got it, holla at us, c' mon | |
| Easy with that murder murder murder, kill kill | |
| We did that back when I was born, Bill Bill | |
| But I still do the knowledge, let me give you the math | |
| I rock a 7andahalf for my 7andahalf | |
| I be with Moses and Kane Abel puttin in work | |
| I slap a nun, beat the reverend up, spit in his church | |
| My Derrty niggaz come through, we turn the heat up in June | |
| We at the party mackin, even throw a bitch in the room | |
| Mé nageà trois, Murph' is ?, me and Law | |
| Cause we the baddest muh' fuckers that you seen thus far, so | |
| Nigga chill chill calm down calm down | |
| Watch your words watch your words don' t let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now right now | |
| And we know you ain' t built for that nope | |
| Nigga chill chill calm down calm down | |
| Watch your words watch your words don' t let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now right now | |
| Look, learn, listen, check it | |
| And we know you ain' t built for that nope | |
| Start your cars up, trick your broads out | |
| Pump your hard up, homie now put your guard up | |
| You throw that onetwo but, look how I jab you | |
| No need you run in the derrty, homie I had to | |
| You was doin a lot of talkin yup a lot of barkin | |
| But your bite was nothin, guess you mighta been frontin | |
| Yo ain' t no mic to it, City see right through it | |
| I was born to be the shit like I was Mike Hewitt? | |
| Don' t, test me though, homie I might do it | |
| Check my track record, the feelin go right to it | |
| It was easy for me, I was born to win | |
| You was born to hate me, you should be born again | |
| You with Mike and Kevin, we with Law and them | |
| You cop American cars, we cop foreign ' em | |
| Take a look at us derrty, we put the star in them | |
| No slow stray bullets nigga, we Brett Favre' n them | |
| You gots to chill, and let your conscience be free | |
| Lil' boy, obviously y' all ain' t fuckin with Ky' | |
| You see I stays real high, but I be' s lowkey | |
| I' m so allergic to the line e' rybody know me | |
| You know what? What? Why shouldn' t y' all hate? | |
| Cause y' all so half decent, we Frosted Flakes great | |
| And these ain' t came out yet, I know y' all so late | |
| I smoke zips, you pop 8' s, damn what a waste | |
| My lady is so happy, yours masturbates | |
| You wash up in a sink, nigga I bathe in a lake | |
| The way y' all copy our style ASCAP should make y' all pay | |
| But they don' t, so I' ma smoke a joint and get to the point | |
| The muh' fuckin point is keep my name out your mouth | |
| Unless you sayin how we repped the Lou, since we came out | |
| We' ve been winners since we came out, yo' mouth keep my name out | |
| You don' t wanna see thirty cardinal birds with they thangs out | |
| Nigga chill chill calm down calm down | |
| Watch your words watch your words don' t let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now right now | |
| And we know you ain' t built for that nope | |
| Nigga chill chill calm down calm down | |
| Watch your words watch your words don' t let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now right now | |
| And we know you ain' t built for that nope | |
| Murphy Lee Godbody like take shit from nobody nope | |
| Nelly bought it for me so that' s my Maserati yup | |
| Y' all know about me, I' m so far from sloppy dirty | |
| You not a female nigga, so how can you top me? | |
| My style can' t be copied people trust me trust me | |
| Even though you look like me, your flow musty musty | |
| That means you stinkin, what you think' s extinct | |
| Been gone too long to even dig up the bones | |
| I' m on my newnew, upgrade the kush from the doodoo | |
| That' s a big step, but that' s how niggaz from the Lou do | |
| Last rap was too cool, but this one is too damn hot | |
| You wack rappers think you hot when you not this is why I' m hot | |
| All this I talk slick shit as if you really did shit | |
| Thinkin you deserve my spot, well thurr it is then | |
| Gave niggaz time but now I' m back with a few of my friends | |
| Lunatics ' bout to do this again, ohh | |
| Nigga chill chill calm down calm down | |
| Watch your words watch your words don' t let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now right now | |
| And we know you ain' t built for that nope | |
| Nigga chill chill calm down calm down | |
| Watch your words watch your words don' t let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now right now | |
| And we know you ain' t built for that nope | |
| You should see their faces when I walk in the facility | |
| Mean mug, what' s the purpose of you icegrillin me? | |
| You' re killin me but really B, you ain' t on my radar | |
| Always used the right amount of strokes, that' s why I stayed par | |
| I ain' t no killer lil' silly nigga but they are | |
| You got the same ride as me but that' s just my day car | |
| My dé cor, might be Levi' s and a AR | |
| 15 G' s in my pocket just to play cards | |
| So meet me in the casino, way in the back | |
| Me and her fleein the scene, away in the ' Llac | |
| She say she feelin her bean, a green of a stack | |
| She say she like it obscene, I' m way in the knack? | |
| In fact, you niggaz ain' t like me, you salty nah | |
| Me, I' m like pepper cause I spice shit up | |
| The Flavor Flav of the game cause I hype shit up | |
| Might call my hundred watt niggaz in to light shit up | |
| You better chill | |
| Nigga chill chill calm down calm down | |
| Watch your words watch your words don' t let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now right now | |
| And we know you ain' t built for that nope | |
| Nigga chill chill calm down calm down | |
| Watch your words watch your words don' t let your mouth get ahead of ya | |
| You really talkin wreckless right now right now | |
| And we know you ain' t built for that nope |