Bizarre - Trife Thieves lyrics
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[Chorus: repeat 2X] Trife thieves we can't be trusted Step into my clique the wrong way and get yo' motherfuckin dome busted We got cement shoes for all you damn snitches We ain't just shootin niggaz, we buckin bitches [Bizarre] My fully loaded nine will shoot through your metal door Have ya nigga's far and out like white kids at grocery stores (AHHHH!) Battle Bizarre and it's just too deadly Even a rapper with amnesia who met me still couldm't forget me If I don't get all my fuckin dough Y'all gonna see more fights and spits then the Jerry Springer show Cause I'm a nasty, dirty, filthy bitch For ten rocks even a basshead with AIDS would suck my dick Cause I'm quick to snatch a nigga out his Polo I'm the reason niggaz come ten deep and end up leavin solo (I'm by myself!) Meet losing ya'll niggaz must be buggin We can battle for ten minutes and let your cousins be the judges I'm the illest rapper to come out thus far I'll shoot anybody; even the bitch who gave me CPR Step to the Outz and end up getting burned Fuck around and get raped like one of Bill Clinton's interns [Eminem] I'll shove a gun in ya grill, greasy and heated Smothered in hot mustard; so when I feed it to you it's easy to eat it You need to be immediately treated while you breathin or you'll be leavin the receivin room this evenin with Jesus You hate on us and we'll be waitin on eight corners Swarmin ya hood with a thousand angry skateboarders (c'mon) I hop in a jeep, slam on the gas and charge you and bombard you in the car that your mom bought you Fuck around and get choked and found in a moat Flotin around drowned face down in a boat (damn) I'll pile five dudes in a pinto and pull up to the 7 Mile drive-through at McDonald's and piledrive you I got the power to snatch a motherfucker out of his car when he drives by me at 90 miles an hour This place is my house I might as well erase my face with white out cause y'all can't see me like Mase's eyebrows [Fuzz] I'm dressed to please sucking nips Yeah, she get it the same way that I fucked the chick Stuck my hands in her panties like bitch suck my dick 87 freak 187 heat the passion rolls I'm passin clothes You like it in the ass is what I'm askin hoes Aren't you Fuzz he has sold more albums then the Jackson's sold I love you baby if I'm not with you then I'm blastin foes Telepathically harrasing foes I know your little sister is four-teen but her ass can grow Ice-berg took down Titantic elastical Given my fans the exact shit they askin fo' Fuzz Scooter fucking one man bout to show You passing one blunt bitch we passing four I rode your ass and smoked take one pull and smoke your head up I'll send you to tell 2Pac to "Keep His Head Up" I went to the fighting really Canibus who can get up I knew this shit was over from the fucking blood that he spit up Ran a couple more miles should have done more sit-ups I want his dumb ass to jump up bitch and get lit up Call your bitch like, "Bitch, come and pick this bitch up" On battle you be sweeter then I get this shit up I'll stomp you too you get up Or stomp you to the cops come Eighty nigga's came when your fucking block got dumb [Chorus]
