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 savage
Fifty, fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out
Fifty-one fifty, fifty, we out chea

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

2]
Look, gutter with me

Ain't or no tusslin' me
It's straight bustin' me
Look, as a peon, I've known to get it on
Ran straight cut-throaters
Niggas no hope-a
The life 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 here a savage
He totin' two under just in case it get drastic
first, fifty-one fifty, ain't got no mind
Hopped off the porch and hit a 9, that's the slangin'
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 broad day, nigga, play you
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, shit get wicked in my
Pistol addictive
Nigga play, get it
I'll talk, I'll walk it out, so you see me fo' you hear me
Extra Hen' in my system, 'bout to fuck over a

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


Who gon' ride for
fools



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