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Tech N9ne

Genres: Hip-Hop

Get The Fuck Outta Here Lyrics - Tech N9ne

Get the fuck outta here, Nena 

Get the fuck outta here, Paper 

Get the fuck outta here, Wall 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

Yeah, I'ma spitter, you other cats be on littler 

That's probably why you just penny pushing and I'm bigger 

So you hate on me 'cause you like Paper and I'm gritter 

With two Biancas up on my arms like John Ritter 

 

Oh my goodness, is they talking shit again? 

When I been player on the day I became a U.S. citizen 

Haters keep witishen, I'ma take a lost but I'm finishin' 

Killer but squirer just like Percy Miller, no limits then 

 

I aim for digits, hundred percent of my people came to get 

He used to be bigger but became a midget 

Taken out of the game, livin' lame, he lived it 

So he gotta hate on the next man 

 

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'Cause he don't got the money 

We left him on the bottom, now he the ex Tech fan 

Get fuck outta my face, my mistake 

You gotta be hotter sittin' and watchin' me expand 

 

You take falls, I take her and take drawls 

They give you the weight stall, they give me the mate call 

You yank tall, love is me but hates y'all 

That's why I'ma take all what pops in the great Wall, nigger 

 

If fraud is what you're selling 

Get the fuck outta here 

When they lie you gotta tell 'em 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

If you steppin' to me wrong 

Get the fuck outta here 

You ain't gotta go home 

But get the fuck outta here 

 

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Tell 'em what to do, what? 

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Get the fuck outta here 

 

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Tell 'em what to do 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

Get the fuck outta here 

(Tell 'em what to do) 

Get the fuck outta here 

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Get the fuck outta here 

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You ain't gotta go home 

(Tell 'em what to do) 

Get the fuck outta here 

(Tell 'em what to do) 

 

I stay in the zone like twenty eight's in a baggie 

A veteran stands here a rookie niggas at his knees 

Grab these, shove middle fingers in the sky 

Tell it like it is when I rap so y'all identify 

 

Start from the ground, formulate an enterprise 

Get outta here before you get punished and penalized 

I've been in fires to stay in this lane, homie 

I swear when I rap, I say it's not a thang phony 

 

I'm icy, I'm shiny, tho I ain't got a chain on me 

Even when I'm inside of in this booth I keep my thang on me 

And when it rains on me, I don't complain, homie 

Eliminate the probs so I don't have to strain, homie 

 

I talks a bunch of shit the haters wanna flame throw me 

Rappers ain't got the balls or got a place they aim's on me 

Get the fuck outta here, tell 'em Wall told ya 

Popper a done deal, every one of your soft soldiers 

 

If fraud is what you're selling 

Get the fuck outta here 

When they lie you gotta tell 'em 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

If you steppin' to me wrong 

Get the fuck outta here 

You ain't gotta go home 

But get the fuck outta here 

 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

Get the fuck outta here 

(Tell 'em what to do) 

Get the fuck outta here 

(Tell 'em what to do) 

You ain't gotta go home 

(Tell 'em what to do) 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

I do this for my partner standing out there on the block 

And do this for 'em haters on the sideline at night 

Despite what they be saying I just can't seem to stop 

Gettin' this guap, I gotta a lot, partner, I'm almost to the top 

 

I gotta cop new watch, fresh grill and new cloths 

I'm trying to come back candy low, side ways on fours 

I gotta get that bread, it be money ova these hoes 

'Cause my friends be turning to foes and harsh words lead to blows 

 

They mad at me 'cause I'm the shit while they just shit 

And I get up off my ass and get it while they just sit 

They upset 'cause I'm getting bread while they layin' in bed 

Even tho I started off at the bottom I'm hundred miles ahead 

 

They still be talkin' dime on me try to slander my name 

'Cause I'm the main man but they change 

They hate me 'cause they hate me but please make no mistake 

Yeah, they know me but can't stop me 

'Cause I'm Paul Wall the great, baby 

 

If fraud is what you're selling 

Get the fuck outta here 

When they lie you gotta tell 'em 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

If you steppin' to me wrong 

Get the fuck outta here 

You ain't gotta go home 

But get the fuck outta here 

 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do, what? 

Tell 'em what to do 

Get the fuck outta here 

 

Get the fuck outta here 

(Tell 'em what to do) 

Get the fuck outta here 

(Tell 'em what to do) 

You ain't gotta go home 

(Tell 'em what to do) 

Get the fuck outta here 

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