Trife Thieves Songtext / Lyric

Trife thieves we can't be trusted

Step into my clique the wrong way

And get your motherfucking dome busted

We got cement shoes for all you damn snitches

We ain't just shooting niggaz

We buckin bitches



Trife thieves we can't be trusted

Step into my clique the wrong way

And get your motherfucking dome busted

We got cement shoes for all you damn snitches

We ain't just shooting niggaz

We buckin bitches






My fully loaded nine will shoot throguh your metal door

Have ya nigga's far and out like Withe kids at grocery stores(AHHHH)

Battle bizarre and its just to deadly

Even a rapper with amnesia who met me still could forget me

If I don't get all my fucking dough

Y'all gonna see more fights and spits then the Jerry Springer show

Cause I'm a nasty, dirty, filthy bitch

But????? even a basshead with AIDS would suck my dick

Cause I'm quick to snatch a nigga out his polo

I'm the reason nigga's come ten deep and end up leavig solo

Meet losing ya'll nigga's must be bugging

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



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 and 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

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 mph

This place is my house I might as well erase my face with Withe out

Cause y'all can't see me like Mase's eyebrows



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 passing 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

Telepathly 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 asking for

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



Trife thieves we can't be trusted

Step into my clique the wrong way

And get your motherfucking dome busted

We got cement shoes for all you damn snitches

We ain't just shooting niggaz

We buckin bitches



Trife thieves we can't be trusted

Step into my clique the wrong way

And get your motherfucking dome busted

We got cement shoes for all you damn snitches

We ain't just shooting niggaz

We buckin bitches