Chill With That

Lyrics

[Intro: Al Skratch, Big Ill & Ill Al Skratch] Yeah Oh-wee-oh-wee-oh, wee, oh-wee-oh-wee-ah Check it out, check it out, ha Oh-wee-oh-wee-oh, wee, oh-wee-oh-wee-ah Check it out, check it out, ha Oh-wee-oh-wee-oh, wee, oh-wee-oh-wee-ah Check it out, check it out, ha Oh-wee-oh-wee-oh, wee, oh-wee-oh-wee-ah (Check it out, ha) [Verse 1: Al Skratch & Big Ill] Ring around the rosie, watch 'em all fall I'm Al Skratch, I'm down with the Madballs So welcome aboard as we take flight Fasten your seatbelt tight, get on this mission tonight to wherever Where if you make your move you must be clever Causin' terror in a era 'cause we got our shit together And I'ma flow-er like the late great Noah Knock niggas out like Rocky Balboa (So uh) Follow my path, don't get lost I'ma flip and toss strippin' yours Glock on my hip and cause Panic, motherfuckers run frantic As you enter the zone of the unknown planet [Chorus: Big Ill & Al Skratch] So uh, get with this as you chill with that But don't sleep on the deep type, creep with me style You can get with this as you chill with that But don't sleep on the deep type, creep with me style [Verse 2: Big Ill, Al Skratch & Ill Al Skratch] I grip the mic, sip the Dom Perignon It's the big belly mon (The who?), the big belly mon, mon Don't give a fuck about a drive-by, fool I'm the low down, the dirty drop out from high school Big Ill with the Timberland steel toe Creepin' real slow through my hood, I don't really think you should (Yeah) Because I'm bummin' and I'm loco My moms ain't got no dough and my brother's washin' windows, that's a no-go I puff the Buddha sess to get that shit off my chest Then take up a rag then take up a soap and I'm gon' hold it fresh (Oh, oh) I suggest you don't mess with the filthy (Who?) Dirty motherfucker pleadin' guilty if you're built, G I blow that ass out the frame like bloaw You want me to kick a new style, baow, watch me now (Yeah) Cruisin', knockin' niggas out the box bruisin' Brooklyn in the house, you snooze, I pay my dues and Bitches beg for the third leg jockin' me Cruisin' like a Kawasaki, G, as I'm knockin' the Competition out the frame, lick the nuts Its Big Ill and Al Skratch and LG, kick the cuts [Chorus: Big Ill & Al Skratch] So uh, get with this as you chill with that But don't sleep on the deep type, creep with me style You can get with this as you chill with that But don't sleep on the deep type, creep with me style (Yeah) [Verse 3: Big Ill, Al Skratch & Ill Al Skratch] Well, it's the black mack with the herringbone, welcome to the Terrordome Fake phony MCs we scarin' home I come to rip it up, I fuck up your party So move ya body, body (Say what?), move ya body, body (Yeah) But don't try to act fly 'cause you can die and catch the Buddy bye-bye-bye, buddy bye-bye-bye, buddy bye-bye-bye, boy (Bow) Big up a-dump, bump, bump (No pump) Niggas try to roll and run, but we stomp So sling out the path, make it clear, comin' through (Ayo) "Homiez" was our single debut Motherfucker, the bullet bucker when I stuck ya Cut your life short 'cause I guzzle trife quart Drink up (Do you think you can sink to the bottom of the bottle?) Easy as we go full speed on the throttle Like a model in my flicks, yo But don't let it fool ya (Oh no) I'll catch your body in a minute (Ill and Al Scratch represented) Windows tinted in the ride that we drive is not rented So fuck that, if you buck, I buck back Brooklyn/Uptown don't fuck around, so what's up, black? [Chorus: Big Ill & Al Skratch] Get with this as you chill with that But don't sleep on the deep type, creep with me style You can get with this as you chill with that But don't sleep on the deep type, creep wit' me style You can get with this as you chill with that But don't sleep on the deep type, creep with me style You can get with this as you chill with that But don't sleep on the deep type, creep wit' me style [Interlude: Ill Al Skratch, Al Skratch & Big Ill] We get dough, yo, we get dough (Come on) We get dough, yo, we get dough (Come on) We get dough, yo, we get dough (Come on) We get dough, yo, we get dough (Come on) We get dough, we get D's, we get dough (Ho) We get dough, we get D's, we get dough (Ho) We get dough, we get D's, we get dough (Ho) So now you know, so now you know (So uh) [Chorus: Big Ill, Al Skratch & Ill Al Skratch] Get with this as you chill with that But don't sleep on the deep type, creep with me style You can get with this as you chill with that But don't sleep on the deep type, creep with me style You can get with this as you chill with that Don't sleep on the Yellow Mack (All of Purple Al) You can get with this as you chill with that And uh, whoever smoke weed need to stay for a while (Come on) [Outro: Al Skratch & Big Ill] Oh-wee-oh-wee-oh, wee, oh-wee-oh-wee-ah Check it out, check it out, ha I say oh-wee-oh-wee-oh, wee, oh-wee-oh-wee-ah Now check it out, check it out, ha Oh-wee-oh-wee-oh, wee, oh-wee-oh-wee-ah Now check it out, check it out, ha Buddy bye-bye-bye, buddy bye-bye-bye, buddy bye-bye-bye, boy Now check it out, ha It's the Brooklyn/Uptown Connection (It's the Brooklyn/Uptown Connection) It's the Brooklyn/Uptown Connection Well, it's the Brooklyn/Uptown Connection (Know I'm sayin'? Yeah), flexin' in my section Flow to the other direction Oh-wee-oh-wee-oh, wee, oh-wee-oh-wee-ah (Haha)