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Tef - F-U Lyrics



Tef - F-U Lyrics




Let me find out its my time to shine - ninety nine
Prime time is here - time for my props to shine - Premier
Load the track up - watch a nigga do work
Show his ass act up - wild out - blow the wax up
I can see it now, the cars, the bitches,
The money, the jewels, guns - in my britches

[Fame] Hey yo yo Tef f*ck that, nigga. Jump in they motherf*ckin ass, come on

aight
Try this one on for size - I won't be able to wipe my ass
To rock shit so I'll just piss on you guys
Read the floorplan, we do it the double nine way
Crime way - duckin - goin out in a blind rage
Learnt to combine ways to profit - who can stop it
From pickin pockets - to doing stick ups - to kickin prop shit
We keep it poppin - whatever the way go
Long as they know that we here - reason is not a option

[chorus]
Yo Tef, can I get a verse?
F*ck you, pay me
Oh y'all niggas want more
F*ck you, pay me
Oh, y'all niggas want in?
F*ck you, pay me
We in nine nine bitch, this is prime time

Y'all niggas made it like that - I created tight raps
Back when niggas was taxin niggas - to do a track
I show love - niggas just aint know how to act
Try to play a nigga like that - nigga dont know how to rap
I got news for you crooks - not only can I rap I got hooks
Not those hooks, the other hooks - look
Y'all niggas is f*ckin with me - getting on my last nerve
Acting like y'all could do something with me
I throw rocks at hotties - throw glocks at parties
Throw shots of bacardi - col' rock a party
Some say what I convey be like the black monday
The rap runaway - Slap, put the gun away

[chorus]
Y'all niggas is just getting started?
F*ck you, pay me
Huh, beg ya pardon?
F*ck you, pay me
Y'all niggas is down with who?
F*ck you, pay me
We in nine nine bitch, this is prime time

Private Benjamin - please - I injure men - send yer men
In to have a meeting with Tef - have a meeting with death
Lethal weapon - leakin n stretched - the f*ck out
With his eyes wide open and his tongue stuck out
Y'all motherf*ckers dont want it - straight up and down
I let my artillery speak - from Brownsville housing through Tillery Street
Type of motherf*cker thats hard to go to war with
Cause I got alliances with the niggas you tour with - so come off it
If you got beef with me - or M.O.P.
Believe you me - Ill murder yo ass - on MTV
You're f*ckin with a lunatic that'll put 2 in you
2 in yer crew - 2 in yer chick - f*ck coming through in a wip
I'm doing this red handed - nigga I'm a world class bandit
Rollin heavily armed on mass transit
To walk up and spark up yer whole damn strip
Give a motherf*cker a whole damn clip
BITCH, this is from the ville
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English

Let me find out its my time to shine - ninety nine
Prime time is here - time for my props to shine - Premier
Load the track up - watch a nigga do work
Show his ass act up - wild out - blow the wax up
I can see it now, the cars, the bitches,
The money, the jewels, guns - in my britches

[Fame] Hey yo yo Tef f*ck that, nigga. Jump in they motherf*ckin ass, come on

aight
Try this one on for size - I won't be able to wipe my ass
To rock shit so I'll just piss on you guys
Read the floorplan, we do it the double nine way
Crime way - duckin - goin out in a blind rage
Learnt to combine ways to profit - who can stop it
From pickin pockets - to doing stick ups - to kickin prop shit
We keep it poppin - whatever the way go
Long as they know that we here - reason is not a option

[chorus]
Yo Tef, can I get a verse?
F*ck you, pay me
Oh y'all niggas want more
F*ck you, pay me
Oh, y'all niggas want in?
F*ck you, pay me
We in nine nine bitch, this is prime time

Y'all niggas made it like that - I created tight raps
Back when niggas was taxin niggas - to do a track
I show love - niggas just aint know how to act
Try to play a nigga like that - nigga dont know how to rap
I got news for you crooks - not only can I rap I got hooks
Not those hooks, the other hooks - look
Y'all niggas is f*ckin with me - getting on my last nerve
Acting like y'all could do something with me
I throw rocks at hotties - throw glocks at parties
Throw shots of bacardi - col' rock a party
Some say what I convey be like the black monday
The rap runaway - Slap, put the gun away

[chorus]
Y'all niggas is just getting started?
F*ck you, pay me
Huh, beg ya pardon?
F*ck you, pay me
Y'all niggas is down with who?
F*ck you, pay me
We in nine nine bitch, this is prime time

Private Benjamin - please - I injure men - send yer men
In to have a meeting with Tef - have a meeting with death
Lethal weapon - leakin n stretched - the f*ck out
With his eyes wide open and his tongue stuck out
Y'all motherf*ckers dont want it - straight up and down
I let my artillery speak - from Brownsville housing through Tillery Street
Type of motherf*cker thats hard to go to war with
Cause I got alliances with the niggas you tour with - so come off it
If you got beef with me - or M.O.P.
Believe you me - Ill murder yo ass - on MTV
You're f*ckin with a lunatic that'll put 2 in you
2 in yer crew - 2 in yer chick - f*ck coming through in a wip
I'm doing this red handed - nigga I'm a world class bandit
Rollin heavily armed on mass transit
To walk up and spark up yer whole damn strip
Give a motherf*cker a whole damn clip
BITCH, this is from the ville
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Writer: Cedric Terrell
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Performed By: Tef
Language: English
Length: 3:44
Written by: Cedric Terrell
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