Game I`m Chillin` (bonus Track) Lyrics

I`m Chillin` (bonus Track) Lyrics

You Got's To Chill 



I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm Chillin' [x8] 



[The Game:] 

Guess who's bizzack No it ain't hypno 

L.A. Dodger
fitted cap with the brim low 

Blowin' on endo Roll down the window 

Matter fact let the top back and watch the wind blow 

Black on black
lamborghini with the dizzor 

Up in the air with the pedal on the flizzor


Bandana tied around the rear view mirror 

(Red bandana got 'em
bangin' new mirror) 

Something on my waist niggas can't get near us 

Bitches 'round me shakin ass like Shakira 

Niggas poppin' Chrystal
everytime they hear us 

I stay on niggas mind like a new era 



[Chorus:] 

G to the A to the M to the E to the D to the O to the N to
the T to the S to the T to the O to the muthafuckin P 

That means I'm
Chillin' 

I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm Chillin' [x8] 



[The Game:] 

Doing my two step Red strings on my louis 

I don't know how to dance so
don't step on my louis 

Bitches on the dance floor bouncin' like a
pornstar 

Legs in the air like the doors on a foreign car 

Post it
up the bar everybody strizzap 

Double GAME chains hanging down to my
lizzap 

Every nigga in my click stay iced out 

Reach for a
chain,red beam, turn your lights out 

Shut the club down, The Game don't
stop 

In the parking lot, lemon lime patron shots 

Looking for
Ciara, heard about the goodies 

Hurricanes in a BlackWallStreet Hoodie




[Chorus:] 

G to the A to the M to the E to the D to the O
to the N to the T to the S to the T to the O to the muthafuckin P 

That
means I'm Chillin' 

I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm Chillin' [x8] 



[The
Game:] 

Everybody know when The Game in the clizzub 

20 impalas
outside on the dizzubs 

Everything chrome from the rims to the strizzads


Panties gettin' wet everytime they see 'em lift ups 

So hop in the
back seat if you're a freak 

Three wheel motion got 'em sliddin' on they
seat 

8 0 8 drums got 'em griddin' to the beat 

Turn high beams on
bring the club to the streets 

If you jump off niggas know what I'm about


Million dollar man bring the drama to yo house 

Hommies outside,
Wearing that ass out 

I'm gettin' a lap dance, Smoking chronic on your
couch 



[Chorus:] 

G to the A to the M to the E to the D to
the O to the N to the T to the S to the T to the O to the muthafuckin P 

That means I'm Chillin' 

I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm Chillin' [x8] 



[x2:] 

I'm chillin' in the house 

Rollin' in the car 

Coolin' in the tub 

Drinkin' at the bar 



Fergie:



(x2)			

drinkin drinkin at the drinkin 

drinkin drinkin at
the bar



The Game:



G to the A to the M to the E to the
D to the O to the N to the T to the S to the T to the O to the muthafuckin
P

That means I'm Chillin'