Get Outta My Face (feat. TheGame,Beloved & Keon Bryce Lyrics

Raptile

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Lyrics to Get Outta My Face (feat. TheGame,Beloved & Keon Bryce
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Intro: Grown man music motherfuckarz, no lil kids shit... jeeeahh! hahaha Masterblokaz, shit is crazy right?! Mozez Baby...Let´s go..Oh, oh, oh, oh Hook (Keon Bryce) You know just how we do it, Monstablokaz (blokaz) music, gettin´money while we make this music, takin´ money while your outthere losin, You know just how we do it, in the fresh new whips i´m cruisin 100 deep in the club we movin, no love in the game so get outta my face Verse 1 (The Game) Gangsta yeah i move like that, 6 tre impala fuck a maybach, bottom line, jeah the gold d´s spinnin hollow points in the middle console 5 minute, it´s comption bitch, who gon stop the nigga witta attitude, when h ebelow that at 4 5th i´m used to this shit if i say it i mean it, and i empty out lips like i do my old english fuck the police like dre said, if i had money on a nigga head then they dead, street is talki´n he had always been a gangsta as soon as my brother died is was me and a stainless Hook (Keon Bryce) Verse 2 (Raptile) MC´s come and go like the G on my sidekick, everbody tryin to get beatz, like i did, it´s grown man music, read from my lips, yáll rappers sound like desperate houswives, they all think, they got game on lock, cause they made a few g´s and got a chain on top, if u ain´t on my level, i won´t to fight u, nah, i just treat u like taxes, write u off, if u buzzin´, i might, write a song, or just, throw one line, and wipe u, dog if u stackin´plaques and u callin´me out, trust me bitch, we bring the war to ur house, (yeeeahhh) and that´s just, the way it is, son, ur crew run, run, run, ur crew run, run, i just copped a property on "top 10 ave" and i´ll keep it locked till the day that i pass Hook (Keon Bryce) Verse 3 (Beloved) Look haters i aint forget your punks, you could hop in the maybach if u can fit in the trunk, brooklyn´s back, chill dog hov did that, the name Beloved nigga aint no hoes in that, been a G since ´78 throw me back, no matter how famished i was never ate wit a rat ok ok ok, that´ll get you bent, have you eatin baby food for weeks like *@$%# niggas is pompus, that´s why the fans is gone, how you gonna brag when your biggest hit was a barney song man he´s hot he´s warm, i belong at the top, you niggas scared you should get a dog and call it a pop... Hook (Keon Bryce)




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