Searching for "chea" reveals its use across various genres, appearing in lyrics of 20 tracks.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.
chea
Singer: freeway
{hey big spender!}
chea
chea
{hey big spender!}
chea
chea
Singer: chevy woods
i got my jewelry on
i'm outchea
'bout bread
i got my jewelry on
i'm outchea
'bout bread
Singer: woods, chevy
i got my jewelry on
i'm outchea
'bout bread
i got my jewelry on
i'm outchea
'bout bread
Singer: skyzoo
i been up for hire like i got it by the liter
you ain't heard better since son was hollering chea"
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i been up for hire like i got it by the liter
you ain't heard better since son was hollering chea"
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Singer: minaj, nicki
aye yung nic yah dead wrong
okay. chea!
dirty money nigga wha?
aye yung nic yah dead wrong
okay. chea!
dirty money nigga wha?
Singer: nicki minaj
aye yung nic yah dead wrong
okay. chea!
dirty money nigga wha?
aye yung nic yah dead wrong
okay. chea!
dirty money nigga wha?
Singer: game, the
even my crip niggaz know
chea chea
dear god let me clense my soul
even my crip niggaz know
chea chea
dear god let me clense my soul
Singer: ace hood
a nigga i'm stressin badda den a bitch rite now cause a nigga almost got married to da liquor boy nigga so fucked up out here cause i'm stressin badda den a bitch my nigga. den fucked round got a hoe pregnant. my lawyer hollen nigga pay me. niggas locked up tryna spray me. i gotta warrent so i'm shakin'. seems like i'm all out of blessings. own know if god tryin' test me. tried to help a nigga n he waste me. to tell you da truth. i'm stressin'
chea my rent due n i'm stressin'. landlord jest called with a message. say i gotta be out by da 7th man i'm sick and tired of dis mess. it's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presence. fuck round n i gotta chick pregnant. what da hell umma do with dat baby. how da hell i'm gone tell my lady. i'm drunk ass hell in my zone. i gotta fifth of hen n it's gone. i'm fucked up n i'm stressin'. i can't seem to ease dat pressure. fuck nigga's can't make it no betta. des craka'z trna take my life. nigga's mad n hate what i'm makin'. heard da feds is out with my face. now i'm scared ass hell and i'm shakin'. i can't go to jail i'm on paypa's. now dem nigga's den start with dat hatin'. i'm tryna help dem nigga's see paypa. but dey dan fucked around with da fed. now i'm stressed n pullin' my dreads. dem fuck nigga's deserve to be dead. chea i can't win for lossin' i'm stressin'. i dropped and question my blessings. man i'm tired as god is my witness. tryna smile but pain is my vesion. man i'm tired of lyin' to my folk. fuck round n i'm serving' dat coke. baby mama tryna take me to court. tryna holla bout child support. fuck round n i got me on paypa's. now i'm mad as hell i can't take it. i drop n pray to my maker. dear lord if hear my prayer. i'm stressed n i can't go on. it's like i'm all out of blessings lord. i'm alone n nobody to call i got bills but da money can't solve. mama cryin' but her tears jest fall. big cats what i'm gone do nah. des craka'z wanna take my ride. dey wanna take me away fo'life. see my body can't take nomo. it's like a yung nigga life so wrong. no pain my feelings gone. chea n i do it fo my nigga's in jail. doin' time tryna make bail. i hold it down fo dem nigga's don't tell. let'em know dey gone see dat appeal. let'em know it's da real nigga watchin'. n neva mind i grindin' dey stopin'. so middle finger's to dem fuckin' feds. dey gave my dawg 25 in da pen. all mah snitch niggas say he did it. with no lawyers da judge don't bend. cussupa jock i lov ya homie. so i put dat shit on my kin n up on my unborn kin. so we once u a nigga dat's gone. is locked up with a struggle at home. put'cha hands up in da sky. let'em know dat he ain't at alone. da real nigga's hold it down at home. da real nigga's gone hold dey own. hold dey own. let the music ride.
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a nigga i'm stressin badda den a bitch rite now cause a nigga almost got married to da liquor boy nigga so fucked up out here cause i'm stressin badda den a bitch my nigga. den fucked round got a hoe pregnant. my lawyer hollen nigga pay me. niggas locked up tryna spray me. i gotta warrent so i'm shakin'. seems like i'm all out of blessings. own know if god tryin' test me. tried to help a nigga n he waste me. to tell you da truth. i'm stressin'
chea my rent due n i'm stressin'. landlord jest called with a message. say i gotta be out by da 7th man i'm sick and tired of dis mess. it's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presence. fuck round n i gotta chick pregnant. what da hell umma do with dat baby. how da hell i'm gone tell my lady. i'm drunk ass hell in my zone. i gotta fifth of hen n it's gone. i'm fucked up n i'm stressin'. i can't seem to ease dat pressure. fuck nigga's can't make it no betta. des craka'z trna take my life. nigga's mad n hate what i'm makin'. heard da feds is out with my face. now i'm scared ass hell and i'm shakin'. i can't go to jail i'm on paypa's. now dem nigga's den start with dat hatin'. i'm tryna help dem nigga's see paypa. but dey dan fucked around with da fed. now i'm stressed n pullin' my dreads. dem fuck nigga's deserve to be dead. chea i can't win for lossin' i'm stressin'. i dropped and question my blessings. man i'm tired as god is my witness. tryna smile but pain is my vesion. man i'm tired of lyin' to my folk. fuck round n i'm serving' dat coke. baby mama tryna take me to court. tryna holla bout child support. fuck round n i got me on paypa's. now i'm mad as hell i can't take it. i drop n pray to my maker. dear lord if hear my prayer. i'm stressed n i can't go on. it's like i'm all out of blessings lord. i'm alone n nobody to call i got bills but da money can't solve. mama cryin' but her tears jest fall. big cats what i'm gone do nah. des craka'z wanna take my ride. dey wanna take me away fo'life. see my body can't take nomo. it's like a yung nigga life so wrong. no pain my feelings gone. chea n i do it fo my nigga's in jail. doin' time tryna make bail. i hold it down fo dem nigga's don't tell. let'em know dey gone see dat appeal. let'em know it's da real nigga watchin'. n neva mind i grindin' dey stopin'. so middle finger's to dem fuckin' feds. dey gave my dawg 25 in da pen. all mah snitch niggas say he did it. with no lawyers da judge don't bend. cussupa jock i lov ya homie. so i put dat shit on my kin n up on my unborn kin. so we once u a nigga dat's gone. is locked up with a struggle at home. put'cha hands up in da sky. let'em know dat he ain't at alone. da real nigga's hold it down at home. da real nigga's gone hold dey own. hold dey own. let the music ride.
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Singer: crooked i
but we can make it
chea!
yeah
but we can make it
chea!
yeah
Singer: sentino
start
chea
headrush. sentino
start
chea
headrush. sentino
Singer: young scooter
start
chea haha
black migo gang
start
chea haha
black migo gang
Singer: big tymers
how you luv that
it's gorgeous out chea
i'm a neighborhood superstar
how you luv that
it's gorgeous out chea
i'm a neighborhood superstar
Singer: juvenile
i keep the same game nigga crack a guerilla hoe
i play the same thangs but my prices get cheaper though
i pull up in the range rover twenty inch mo-mo's
i keep the same game nigga crack a guerilla hoe
i play the same thangs but my prices get cheaper though
i pull up in the range rover twenty inch mo-mo's
Singer: ying yang twins
hannnh
chea! yoh!
mike jones! who? mike jones jones!
hannnh
chea! yoh!
mike jones! who? mike jones jones!
Singer: chamillionaire
and if they stop me i might be goin to jail tonight
ch-chea! chamillitary mayne. uh
yeah
and if they stop me i might be goin to jail tonight
ch-chea! chamillitary mayne. uh
yeah
Singer: dj drama
man!
chea
i'm is world-renowned
man!
chea
i'm is world-renowned
Singer: rick ross
from gravel to marble i travel light years
i'm like chyea i'ma chill right chea
like the mack 11 on me nigga no fear
from gravel to marble i travel light years
i'm like chyea i'ma chill right chea
like the mack 11 on me nigga no fear
Singer: joe budden
fish scale advances for glitter wristwear
ch-chea
motherfucker this year chris here
fish scale advances for glitter wristwear
ch-chea
motherfucker this year chris here
Singer: lloyd banks
i get down
where niggas chop ya head off if ya cheat
you're a clown
i get down
where niggas chop ya head off if ya cheat
you're a clown