Luyện nghe bài hát We Out Chea

Bitch, we out chea! (What, nigga!?)
All the way the way
All the way, 100
We the savage
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea!)
All the way the way
All the way, 100
We the slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea!)
All the way the way
All the way, 100
We the five-one
Fifty, fifty-one fifty, fifty, we out chea
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out

1]
OK, now I, ain't I out chea?
Five-one,
All the way the way
Fuck me, die slow
Sold my first rock at 96, straight off the
Daddy gone, never comin'
all I know
So I'm headed out the do', up, ready to roll
cuffed up, fucked up, off that Henny and X-O
With that liquor in me, go do the shit myself
the consequences
Have all you jumpin' fences
So, you see, I've dumb
Reppin' I'm from
When I it niggas come
man, job done
After dark it's Jurassic
tryna eat ya fo' the green leaves
We all G's
Main in the grave behind some fuckin' bullshit
So it's time to bust them K's, I don't bullshit
here, dead meat
Fuck you and your street
I roll with you, you with me, that's it's supposed to be, we game

2]
Look, gutter with me

Ain't rasslin' or no me
It's straight bustin' me
Look, as a peon, I've known to get it on
Ran with cut-throaters
Niggas no hope-a
The street is all I know, it's all I live
So yo' best Respect the kid
Fifty-one fifty, I that
If you happy, nigga I seen
Supply my own smoke, never askin' that green at

3]
Now uh-oh, there go that boy
This nigga a savage
He totin' two glocks just in case it get drastic
Head first, fifty-one fifty, got no mind
off the porch and hit a 9, that's the slangin' iron
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out chea like the lines in the
100, we do no
What we do? We let 'em when it's beef
No for playin' games
Run with a bunch of who certified and well trained

4]
Bitch, I'm out
All the way the way
They hustlin', dumpin' in day, nigga, play you late
All the way 100, 99, I cut my time
It's E-N-T, it's 6th Street, at the same time we wise
Fifty-one fifty, get wicked in my city
Pistol grippin's
Nigga play, get it
talk, I'll walk it out, so you gon' see me fo' you hear me
Extra Hen' in my system, 'bout to over a nigga

5]
Bitch, we out chea, in the
Everywhere Percy D


Who ride for you?
Choppin'



R.I.P
Rest in
We dat gangsta shit
now, cry later, mane
Feed you to the gators
Try to send a message, that's why I got "Fuck you Haters" chain
10, I've been a beast
Ain't to find, I'm in the streets
Pocket in the club, murk yo' ass instantly