Get The F*ck Outta Here Video (MV)

Get the f*ck outta here(Nina)
Get the f*ck outta here(Popper)
Get the f*ck outta here(Waul)
Get the f*ck outta here(Yeah)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I'm a spitter, You other cats beyond litter
That's probly why you jus penny pushin and
I'm bigger, so you hate on me cause you like paper and I'm gritter, with 2 biancas up on my arms like
John Ritter, o'My goodness is they talking shit again? When I been player on the day I became a U.S. citizen, haters keep witishin, I'm a take a lost but I'm finishin, Killer but skriller jus like Percy Miller no limits then.

I aim for digits, 100 percent of my people came to get it, he used to be bigger but then became a midgit, tookin out the game livin lame and liviage, so we gotta hate on the next man cause he ain't got the money, we left him at the bottom now he's a x-tech fan, get the f*ck outta my face I'm willin it's not a mistake you gotta be hot like me sittin here watchin me expand.

You take falls I take her and take drawls, they give you the wait stall, they give me the mate call (ooooh baby), you yay tall, loves is me but hates ya'll, that's why I'm a take all, with pop in the greatwall.

[Chorus:]
If fraud is what ya sellin
Get the f*ck outta here
When they lie you got to tell them
Get the f*ck outta here
If they steppin up to me wrong
Get the f*ck outta here
You ain't got to go home
But get the f*ck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [x3]
Get the f*ck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [x3]
Get the f*ck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [x3]
Get the f*ck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [x3]
Get the f*ck outta here

[Verse 2: Popper]
I stay in the zone like 28's in a baggie, a veterin stands here rookie niggaz adies(yes sir)Grab these shove your middle fingers in the sky, tell it like it is when I rap so yeah I identifi, start from the ground foumulated enterprise, Get outta here before you get punished and pentlize

I been advized to stay in dis lane hommie, I swear when I rap I say it's not a thang for me, I'm icy I'm shinin although I ain't got no chain on me, even when I'm inside of dis booth I keep my thang on me, and when it rains on me I don't complain hommie, eleminate the probs so I don have to strain hommie I talks a bunch of shit the haters wanna flame throw me, rappers ain't got the balls or the God the place they aims on me, Get the f*ck outta here tellem waul told ya, It's a done deal to everyone of you soft soulja's.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Paul Waul]
I do this for my partners standin out there on da block, And I do this for them haters on da side line that not dispite what dey be sayin I jus can't seem to stop gettin dis guap I got alot partner I'm almost to the top, I gotta a and cop a new watch a fresh grillz and new clothes, I'm tryina comeback candy load sideways on fo's I gotta get that bread and trow money over these ho's, cause my friends be tellin these ho's harsh words leaves to blows, they mad at me cause I'm da shit while they jus shittin, and I get up off my ass whle they jus sittin they upset cause I'm getting bread while jus layin in bed even though I started at the bottom I'm a 100 miles ahead they still be talkin bad on me tryin to scandle my name cause I'm the main man but they washed up down the drain they hate cause they hate but please don't make no mistake yeah they not me they can't stop me cause I'm paul waul the great baby.

[Chorus]