paroles de chanson Out Of State - Obie Trice
(Verse
1)
Roll
out,
straight
to
the
ATL
Coming
from
the
DET
gotta
bail
Gotta
get
mail
in
adbundance
Stat
watch
that
yay
on
the
oven
Nigga
this
hustlin′
Had
enough
gettin'
nothing
Cooped
in
the?
Gotta
get
accustomed
So
I
push
that
dust,
that′s
me
crushin'
Push
that
new
stank
ugly,
Snowflakes
in
the
hood
like
flurries,
Nigga
so
urgently,
gotta
earn
that
cheese,
affirmatively,
The
firm
with
me
gotta,
turn
the
keys
of
a
64
fever,
So
eager,
go
re-up,
get
cheese
on
the
old
school
beeper,
No
two-ways,
no
feds,
only
way
a
nigga
get
head
get
bread,
Stay
low-pro,
no
po-po,
no
hoes
in
the
spot
where
the
dope
grow
(Bridge)
We,
got
to
get
this
paper
dog
anywhere
it
takes,
Be,
fore
you
see
a
nigga
like
myself
break,
even,
if
it
means
that
we
rollin'
outta
state!
Gotta
get
it
at
a
good
rate,
get
bucks,
come
home
with
the
weight
up!
(Verse
2)
Dippin′
now,
in
the
CAL,
get
Dre
on
the
phone,
Gotta
put
that
fluff
on
hold,
homegrown,
holmes
know,
Bubonic
chronic
gots
to
move
on
it
soon
as
possible
Honest,
U-Hauls,
movin′
by
two
anonymous
drivers
Reclinin',
just
a
couple
of
folks
reload
from
the
West
to
the
East
coast,
Gotta
get
that
dough,
flip
them
bows,
get
back
to
the
′Mo
like
pronto
With
guacemole,
niggaz
can't
grow
these,
got
it
where
they
make
nacho,
Not
so?
Taste
that,
wipe
the
Ajax
off
that
plastic
wrap,
Look
at
him
now,
his
eyes
saggin′
like
my
Dickie
khaks,
In
fact
nigga
cheef
on
that,
please
believe
I
gotta
get
them
stacks
(Bridge)
We,
got
to
get
this
paper
dog
anywhere
it
takes,
Be,
fore
you
see
a
nigga
like
myself
break,
even,
if
it
means
that
we
rollin'
outta
state!
Gotta
get
it
at
a
good
rate,
get
bucks,
come
home
with
the
weight
up!
(Verse
3)
Haters,
faders
know,
Detroit
flavor
gators
bankroll,
You
can
never
trust
them
stank
hoes,
Minnesota
got
that
stroleon(?),
troleum
On
that
rack,
gotta
flip
them
O′s
like
that,
get
that
dough
right
back
Gotta
make
sure
niggaz
intact
Strapped,
niggaz
get
mad,
Gotta
have
witchu,
Gat
Gotta
put
them
boys
in
bags,
make
noise,
Niggaz
know
you
ain't
havin'
that
Gotta
have
that,
gettin′
ass
since,
Where
the
math
at?
Nigga
pass
that
No
average,
pure,
what
do
you
think
a
nigga
down
here
for?
Get
more,
gotta
push
them
Bentley
Azures,
Niggaz
on
empty,
gotta
get
it
up
plenty,
niggaz
know
wit′
me
(Bridge)
We,
got
to
get
this
paper
dog
anywhere
it
takes,
Be,
fore
you
see
a
nigga
like
myself
break,
even,
if
it
means
that
we
rollin'
outta
state!
Gotta
get
it
at
a
good
rate,
get
bucks,
come
home
with
the
weight
up!
1 Intro
2 Wake Up
3 Violent
4 Wanna Know
5 Lay Down
6 Cry Now
7 Ballad Of Obie Trice
8 Jamaican Girl
9 Jamaican Girl
10 Kill Me A Mutha
11 Out Of State
12 All of My Life
13 All Of My Life
14 Ghetto
15 Ghetto
16 There They Go
17 There They Go
18 Mama
19 Mama
20 24's
21 Everywhere I Go
22 Everywhere I Go
23 Obie Story
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