Three 6 Mafia - 36 Mafia FT Fiend - Get The f** Out My Face lyrics

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Three 6 Mafia - 36 Mafia FT Fiend - Get The f** Out My Face lyrics

"I say b**h Get the f** out my face Get the f** out my face Get the f** out my face, (pimpin' hoe) (repeat 4x) Live and react in life Me and this mac right Since you see that i'm here Know that i'm half right Only game for the cake Who I leave you gushy And keep them b**hes better yet Take some more p**y Never get over look he the rookie One slip and he's out the records sayin he took me Can't have it like, gottin they raggin Trick or treatin Halloween with little guts in my bag So i'm bout me tryin ta get my moma off in dat jaggin Have me weigh a thousand eights, roll eight in those bags I'm the true and the real Wether ya'll want the records I can't chill But i can make, when they breakin pills My brother had me gone on million cash with drill Cleanin up it was a job for real I saw raw ? saw an steals Caught star wars and grilles Got the balls and though i seen it with my ball we live I say b**h Get the f** out my face Get the f** out my face Get the f** out my face, (pimpin' hoe) (repeat 4x) I'm wanted of murder and times two of dat k**er times two of dat Pimp n***a doin dat What they wanna do bout dat I grown from a family that's strong And they love to do wrong Pimps, whyons, and drug dealers all i known See i can tell the world the truth now Cuz see the time been served n***as died or dropped the charge then I remember the time back when Lemme gin ran the town with bents and drop top benz And they head, cuz that's so sick Cuz once you car ballin that way there ain't nuthin to how they did sh** But it's a new day to bad scared again it's happenin' f**in with us, but we's just rappin' They scared to face the fact we make our money off the music So what you call me with a ball or blow, b**h I use it I had the ruger for protectin' But your a** wouldn't had seein if ya hadn't been expectin' I said b**h Get the f** out my face Get the f** out my face Get the f** out my face, (pimpin' hoe) (repeat 4x) Let me tell ya'll n***as, what the ghetto in Memphis is full of GD vice lords, k**as, drug dealers