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letra de outside - kerch dolla

[intro]
let’s get it
ah
uh

[chorus]
n-ggas know we always outside
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide
n-ggas know we always outside (outside)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide
n-ggas know we always outside (outside)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide
n-ggas know we always outside (outside)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide

[verse]
two three drugs when we around
i ain’t trippin’, i know who really outside
i’m gon’ eat, i need my slice of the pie
and if you ever disrespect me, you die
this scat rim chop, that’s how we d-mn rock
gucci every day, and i don’t never wear no d-mn socks
she call me just to f-ck, ’cause she know i beat that d-mn box
i’ve been locked in with my k!llers since the sandbox
my mama know i’m sellin’ drugs, she say, “please stop”
n-ggas runnin’ from hams, man, you n-ggas ain’t no d-mn opps
put your helmut on, it’s a war outside
put your rubber on ’cause these hoes ain’t right
i can’t show love to n-ggas, i ain’t get no love back
he said he got shot with a 380, n-gga, them love tats
i treat the hood like a playpen, whatever my real rats
my baby, he got fl!cked on a live, you bringin’ drugs back
[chorus]
n-ggas know we always outside (outside)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide (hide)
n-ggas know we always outside (outside)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide (hide)
n-ggas know we always outside (outside)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide
n-ggas know we always outside (outside)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide

[verse 2]
children of the corn, n-gga, i’ve been in the field
my hood nicknamed me dewalt ’cause i’ve been a drill
my n-ggas we with [?], he finessin’ still
she let me f-ck for free, but i still blessed her still
so many cars i can’t name
so many broads i won’t name
that sh-t lame
too many dollar bills, when i’m in the club, you see it rain
so many guns in the vip, f-ck around and get k!lled, n-gga
you ain’t even my size, n-gga, to look me in the eyes
i went missin’ for a little bit but i ain’t no kelly price
make my man tap you in, then you can get cali price
hit hash browns in the mornin’ for [?] crocaine with the rice

[chorus]
n-ggas know we always outside (‘side)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide (hide)
n-ggas know we always outside (outside)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide (hide)
n-ggas know we always outside (‘side)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide (hide)
n-ggas know we always outside (‘side)
we do our thing, we ain’t never gon’ hide (hide)

- kerch dolla

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