Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Out Here , by - Villain Park. Release date: 07.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We Out Here |
| We out here! |
| Yuh! |
| We out here! |
| Yuh! |
| We out here! |
| Yuh! |
| We out here! |
| Young, underrated, black and we troublesome |
| Ain’t no limits, we about it, you ain’t about it, you ain’t one of us |
| Sittin' till our super is up, get the cake and we double up |
| Police poppin' |
| We run and duck |
| They quick to pull the gun on you |
| It’s wild here |
| You couldn’t walk in my shoes or run a mile in them |
| Niggas are trigger happy |
| Ain’t shit funny |
| Nobodies smiling |
| You’d be lucky to make out of this mothafucka alive |
| When me and my niggas ride we lettin' everbody know |
| That we out here! |
| Young, underrated, black and we troublesome |
| Police ain’t gonna be the only people you niggas runnin' from |
| It’s wild here |
| Gotta take yours if you want it done |
| Around here we puttin' work and grindin' till the sun is up |
| We out here! |
| What! |
| We out here! |
| Uh! |
| We out here! |
| We out here! |
| I watched my nigga take an L |
| He was wishin' to die |
| Gotta know how it feels to lose to be a winner sometimes |
| Mobb Deep with them niggas |
| Young prodigies causing havoc |
| When they get something they flash it |
| Cuz' in the past they never had it |
| Imagine |
| Back in the day, when there was places we couldn’t pass |
| Now we black after everythin' they said we couldn’t have |
| I said we ain’t holdin' back |
| So I suggest you keep your feelings tucked |
| You wack niggas left the game on E so we gonna fill it up |
| We out here! |
| Young, underrated, black and we troublesome |
| Police ain’t gonna be the only people you niggas runnin' from |
| It’s wild here |
| Gotta take yours if you want it done |
| Around here we puttin' work and grindin' till the sun is up |
| We out here! |
| What! |
| We out here! |
| Uh! |
| We out here! |
| We out here! |
| Nigga back when I was a youngin turned a dollar to a hundred |
| The money was the motive |
| Nigga that is how it is now |
| Who do you call? |
| When you down and the struggle is real |
| Poppa was hustlin' to get to that Mil' |
| And that’s who I do it for |
| The early mornin' niggas on it |
| We gotta eat |
| We starvin' out in these streets |
| More bodies between the sheets |
| My homies gettin' killed |
| Cops is beggin' they steal |
| I’m prayin' it’s not my brother |
| Ain’t heard about him in weeks |
| So put the bullshit to the side |
| All we want to do is ride |
| Bangin' my own shit while cruisin' on the Westside |
| They know when I’m on the move when I slide |
| Cuz you can you feel the base in your home when the smoke pass by |
| So what you sayin' my nigga |
| Paint the bigger picture |
| I’m paintin' |
| No more waitin' my nigga |
| Either you crippin' or you flamin' my nigga |
| I’m not affiliated |
| As long as you grindin' enough to make it my nigga |
| Nigga! |
| We out here! |
| Young, underrated, black and we troublesome |
| Police ain’t gonna be the only people you niggas runnin' from |
| It’s wild here |
| Gotta take yours if you want it done |
| Around here we puttin' work and grindin' till the sun is up |
| We out here! |
| What! |
| We out here! |
| What! |
| We out here! |
| Yo! |
| We out here! |
| They askin' for the recipe |
| We cookin' with that recipe |
| We got the recipe |
| They want the recipe |
| They askin' for the recipe |
| They see us cookin' with that recipe |
| We got the recipe |
| What I want the recipe |
| They askin' for the recipe |
| We cookin' with that recipe |
| We got the recipe |
| They want the recipe |
| They askin' for the recipe |
| They see us cookin' with that recipe |
| We got the recipe |
| What I want the recipe |