Boosie Badazz, Money Bags, Donkey (USA) - We Out Chea lyrics
[Boosie Badazz, Money Bags, Donkey USA - We Out Chea lyrics]
Bitch, we out chea! (What, nigga!?)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Fifty, fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty
We out chea
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out chea
OK, now ain't I, ain't I out chea?
Five-one, five oh all the way the dummy way
Fuck with me, die slow
Sold my first rock at 96
Straight off the porch
Daddy gone, never comin' home
That's all I know
So I'm headed out the do', strapped up
Ready to roll
Dickies is cuffed up, fucked up
Off that Henny and X-O
With that liquor in me
I'll go do the shit myself
Fuck the consequences
Have all you niggas jumpin' fences
So, you see, I've been dumb
Reppin' where I'm from
When I drop it niggas come
Boss man, job done
After dark it's Jurassic Park
Velociraptors tryna eat ya fo'
The green leaves we all G's
Main mane in the grave
Behind some fuckin' bullshit
So when it's time to bust them K's
I don't bullshit outta here, dead meat
Fuck you and your whole street
I roll with you, you roll with me
That's it's supposed to be
Bitch, we out chea! (What, nigga!?)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Fifty, fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty
We out chea
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out chea
Look, it's gutter with me yeah
Ain't rasslin' or no tusslin' me
It's straight bustin' with me
Look, as a peon, I've been known to get it on
Ran with straight cut-throaters
Niggas with no hope-a
The street life is all I know
It's all I live
So yo' best bet? Respect the kid
Fifty-one fifty, I mean that
If you happy, nigga I seen that
Supply my own smoke
Never askin' where that green at
Now uh oh, there go that boy Quick
This nigga here a savage
He totin' two Glocks under just
In case it get drastic
Head first, fifty-one fifty
Ain't got no mind
Hopped 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 street
100, we do no stuntin'
What we do? We let 'em stomp when it's beef
No time for playin' games
Run with a bunch of killas
Who certified and well trained
Bitch, we out chea! (What, nigga!?)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Fifty, fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty
We out chea
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out chea
Bitch, I'm out chea
All the way the dummy way
They hustlin', dumpin' in broad day, nigga
Play you late
All the way 100, it's 99, I cut my time
It's E-N T, it's 6th Street
At the same time we wise guys
Fifty-one fifty, shit get wicked in my city
Pistol grippin in dickies
Nigga play, nigga get it
I don't talk, I'll walk it out
So you gon' see me fo' you hear me
Extra Hen' in my system
'bout to fuck over a nigga
Bitch, we out chea, in the streets
Everywhere like burnt CDs barbershop
Barbeque gLRRRRRRRRRRRR (roll your tongue)
Who gon' ride for you? Choppin' fools
1-by-1 2-by-2
3-by-3 rIP
Rest in PISS we bout dat gangsta shit
Play now, cry later, mane
Feed you to the gators mane
Try to send a message
That's why I got that "Fuck you Haters" chain
Since 10, I've been a beast
Ain't hard to find, I'm in the streets
Pocket monster in the club
Murk yo' ass instantly
Bitch, we out chea! (What, nigga!?)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Fifty, fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty
We out chea
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out chea
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Fifty, fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty
We out chea
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out chea
OK, now ain't I, ain't I out chea?
Five-one, five oh all the way the dummy way
Fuck with me, die slow
Sold my first rock at 96
Straight off the porch
Daddy gone, never comin' home
That's all I know
So I'm headed out the do', strapped up
Ready to roll
Dickies is cuffed up, fucked up
Off that Henny and X-O
With that liquor in me
I'll go do the shit myself
Fuck the consequences
Have all you niggas jumpin' fences
So, you see, I've been dumb
Reppin' where I'm from
When I drop it niggas come
Boss man, job done
After dark it's Jurassic Park
Velociraptors tryna eat ya fo'
The green leaves we all G's
Main mane in the grave
Behind some fuckin' bullshit
So when it's time to bust them K's
I don't bullshit outta here, dead meat
Fuck you and your whole street
I roll with you, you roll with me
That's it's supposed to be
Bitch, we out chea! (What, nigga!?)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Fifty, fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty
We out chea
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out chea
Look, it's gutter with me yeah
Ain't rasslin' or no tusslin' me
It's straight bustin' with me
Look, as a peon, I've been known to get it on
Ran with straight cut-throaters
Niggas with no hope-a
The street life is all I know
It's all I live
So yo' best bet? Respect the kid
Fifty-one fifty, I mean that
If you happy, nigga I seen that
Supply my own smoke
Never askin' where that green at
Now uh oh, there go that boy Quick
This nigga here a savage
He totin' two Glocks under just
In case it get drastic
Head first, fifty-one fifty
Ain't got no mind
Hopped 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 street
100, we do no stuntin'
What we do? We let 'em stomp when it's beef
No time for playin' games
Run with a bunch of killas
Who certified and well trained
Bitch, we out chea! (What, nigga!?)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Fifty, fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty
We out chea
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out chea
Bitch, I'm out chea
All the way the dummy way
They hustlin', dumpin' in broad day, nigga
Play you late
All the way 100, it's 99, I cut my time
It's E-N T, it's 6th Street
At the same time we wise guys
Fifty-one fifty, shit get wicked in my city
Pistol grippin in dickies
Nigga play, nigga get it
I don't talk, I'll walk it out
So you gon' see me fo' you hear me
Extra Hen' in my system
'bout to fuck over a nigga
Bitch, we out chea, in the streets
Everywhere like burnt CDs barbershop
Barbeque gLRRRRRRRRRRRR (roll your tongue)
Who gon' ride for you? Choppin' fools
1-by-1 2-by-2
3-by-3 rIP
Rest in PISS we bout dat gangsta shit
Play now, cry later, mane
Feed you to the gators mane
Try to send a message
That's why I got that "Fuck you Haters" chain
Since 10, I've been a beast
Ain't hard to find, I'm in the streets
Pocket monster in the club
Murk yo' ass instantly
Bitch, we out chea! (What, nigga!?)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Bitch, we out chea! (We out chea)
All the way the dummy way all the way, 100
Fifty, five-one-slash
Fifty, fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty
We out chea
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, we out chea
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