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boosie badazz - we out chea lyrics

[hook: lil boosie]
b-tch, we out chea! (what, n-gga!?)
all the way the dummy way
all the way, 100
fifty, five-one-slash
b-tch, we out chea! (we out chea!)
all the way the dummy way
all the way, 100
fifty, five-one-slash
b-tch, 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

[verse 1: lil boosie]
ok, now ain’t i, ain’t i out chea?
five-one, five-oh
all the way the dummy way
f-ck 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
d-ckies is cuffed up, f-cked up, off that henny and x-o
with that liquor in me, i’ll go do the sh-t myself
f-ck the consequences
have all you n-ggas jumpin’ fences
so, you see, i’ve been dumb
reppin’ where i’m from
when i drop it n-ggas come
boss man, job done
after dark it’s jur-ssic park
velociraptors tryna eat ya fo’ the green leaves
we all g’s
main mane in the grave behind some f-ckin’ bullsh-t
so when it’s time to bust them k’s, i don’t bullsh-t
outta here, dead meat
f-ck you and your whole street
i roll with you, you roll with me, that’s it’s supposed to be

hook: lil [boosie]

[verse 2: donkey]
look, it’s gutter with me
yeah
ain’t r-sslin’ 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
n-ggas 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, n-gga i seen that
supply my own smoke, never askin’ where that green at

[verse 3: lil’ quick]
now uh-oh, there go that boy quick
this n-gga 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 k!llas who certified and well trained

[hook: lil boosie]

[verse 4: money bags]
b-tch, i’m out chea
all the way the dummy way
they hustlin’, dumpin’ in broad day, n-gga, 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, sh-t get wicked in my city
pistol grippin in d-ckies
n-gga play, n-gga 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 f-ck over a n-gga

[verse 5: lil boosie]
b-tch, 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
r.i.p
rest in p-ss
we bout dat gangsta sh-t
play now, cry later, mane
feed you to the gators mane
try to send a message, that’s why i got that “f-ck 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’ -ss instantly

[hook: lil boosie]

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