Luyện nghe bài hát We Out Chea

Bitch, we out chea! (What, nigga!?)
All the way the way
All the way, 100
We the five-one
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, ain't I out
Five-one,
All the way the way
with me, die slow
Sold my first at 96, straight off the porch
Daddy gone, comin' home
all I know
So I'm headed out the do', strapped up, ready to
cuffed up, fucked up, off that Henny and X-O
With liquor in me, I'll go do the shit myself
Fuck the
Have all you niggas jumpin'
So, you see, I've been
where I'm from
When I drop it come
man, job done
After it's Jurassic Park
tryna eat ya fo' the green leaves
We all G's
Main mane in the grave behind 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 roll with me, that's supposed to be, we game

2]
Look, gutter with me

Ain't or no tusslin' me
It's straight with me
Look, as a peon, I've been to get it on
Ran straight cut-throaters
with no hope-a
The street is all I know, it's all I live
So yo' best bet? 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, go that boy Quik
This nigga a savage
He totin' two glocks just in case it get drastic
Head first, fifty-one fifty, got no mind
Hopped off the porch and hit a 9, that's the slangin'
fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out chea like the lines in the street
100, we do no
What we do? We let 'em when it's beef
No for playin' games
Run with a bunch of killas who certified and well

4]
Bitch, I'm out
All the way the way
They hustlin', in broad 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, shit get wicked in my
grippin's addictive
Nigga play, get it
I'll talk, walk it out, so you gon' see me fo' you hear me
Extra Hen' in my system, to fuck over a nigga

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


Who gon' ride for
fools



R.I.P
Rest in
We dat boss shit
now, cry later, mane
Feed you to the gators
Try to send a message, that's why I got that "Fuck you Haters"
Since 10, I've been a
hard to find, I'm in the streets
Pocket in the club, murk yo' ass instantly