Tech N9ne, The Popper, Paul Wall - Get the F**k Outta Here lyrics

Get the fuck outta here (N9na)
Get the fuck outta here (Popper)
Get the fuck outta here (Wall)
Get the fuck outta here

Yeah, I'm a spitter
You other cats beyond litter
That's prolly why you just penny
Pushin' and I'm bigger
So you hate on me 'cause you
Lack paper and I'm gritter
With two Biancas upon my
Arms like John Ritter
Oh my goodness is they talkin' shit again?
When I been playa on the day
I became a US citizen
Haters keep wi-di-shin' I'ma take a
Loss but I'm finishin'
Killer but scriller just like Percy
Miller no limit's then i aim for digit's
100 percent of my people came to get it


He used to be bigger but then became a midget
Taken out of the game, livin' lame and livid
So we gotta hate on the next man
'cause he don't got the money
We left 'em at the bottom and
Now he's the ex Tech fan
Get the fuck outta my face
I'm winnin' it's not a mistake
You gotta be hot at me
Sittin' watchin' me ex pand
You take falls, I take her and take draws
They give you the wait stall
They give me the mate calls (Oh Baby)
You ye tall, love is me but hates y'all
That's why I'ma take all
With Pops and the Great Wall nigga!

If fraud is what you sellin'
(Get the fuck outta here)
When they lie you got to tell 'em
(Get the fuck outta here)
If you steppin' to me wrong
(Get the fuck outta here)
You ain't got to go home but get
(The fuck outta here) yeah
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)
(Tell 'em what to do)
(You ain't got to go home but
Get the fuck outta here)

I stay in the zone like 28's in a baggie
A veteran stands here rookie niggas at ease
(Yes sir) grab these shove your middle
Fingers in the sky tell it like it is when
I rap so y'all identify
Start from the ground formulate a enterprise
Get outta here before you
Get punished and penalized
I've been advised to stay in this lane homie
I swear when I rap I say
It's not a thang phony i'm icy
I'm shinin' though I ain't got a chain on me
Even when I'm inside of this booth
I keep my thang on me
And when it rains on me
I don't complain homie
Eliminate the prob so I don't
Have the strain on me
I talks a bunch of shit
The haters wan flamethrow me
Rappers ain't got the balls or the gall
To place they aims on me
Get the fuck outta here tell 'em Wall told ya
Yo Popper done deal any one
Of your soft soldiers

If fraud is what you sellin'
(Get the fuck outta here)
When they lie you got to tell 'em
(Get the fuck outta here)
If you steppin' to me wrong
(Get the fuck outta here)
You ain't got to go home but get
(The fuck outta here) yeah
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)
(Tell 'em what to do)
(You ain't got to go home but
Get the fuck outta here)

Yea, Paul Wall, Tech N9ne, Popper
Swishahouse tF

I do this for my partners standin'
Out there on the block
And I do this for them haters
On the sideline that knock
Despite what they be sayin' I
Just can't seem to stop
Gettin' this guap I got a lot
Partner I'm almost to the top
I gotta cop new watch or
Fresh grill and new clothes
I'm tryin' to come down candy
Low sideways on foes
I gotta get that bread it
Be money over these hoes
'Cause my fans be turnin' into 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 gettin' bread
While they layin' in bed
Even though I started off at the
Bottom I'm hundred miles ahead
They steady be talkin' blind on me
Tryin' to slander my name
'Cause, I'm the man mayne
But they washed up down the drain
They hate me 'cause they ain't me but please
Make no mistake
They knock me but can't stop me 'cause
I'm Paul Wall the Great baby

If fraud is what you sellin'
(Get the fuck outta here)
When they lie you got to tell 'em
(Get the fuck outta here)
If you steppin' to me wrong
(Get the fuck outta here)
You ain't got to go home but get
(The fuck outta here) yeah
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)
(Tell 'em what to do)
(You ain't got to go home but
Get the fuck outta here)