作词 : Hervey, Jordan
[Chorus]Fake-ass-ni-ggaz (NEED TO GET OUT MY) faaaace
Fake-ass-ni-ggaz (WON'TCHA STAY OUT MY) faaaace(ALL YOU FRAUDULENT-ASS *******Z NEED TO GET OUT MY) faaaace(ALL YOU BEGGIN-ASS ******* NEED TO GET OUT MY) faaaace[Scarface]
News gossip laws gossip boppers boppin hoes beg
Foresake me cause they ******* always be off in my bed
Always ****** with they feelings, ************ 
I'll ******* you with my head
I don't love you and you don't love me so mother******* what 
Donna said
I got paper never spend it 
I ain't never seen a nightthat 
I felt a need to pay a ************ unless she was a dyke
Lickin ************ left and right, bringin ******* by my place
Jack me off and suck my ************ and let me skeet off in her (faaaace~!)
Blackberry start to buzzin, guess her hu************and askin questions
Wonderin where she at cause she just called her cousin, mad and fussin
I'm laughin cause 
I'm ******, slappin ass and titty suckin
Please your nipples, puttin that thump in her ass and she ain't strugglin[Chorus][Scarface]
You ain't gangsta, youse a busta, quick to say that you a hustler
But realistically, you a ************ to me, sweet as pie but down to 
CusterWanna cry when *******z touch ya, wanna hide cause *******z bust ya
Got the copies of them statements you was makin mother*******
All you fake-ass *******z get the ******* out my (faaaace~!)'
Fore I make it rain and shower you with copper from the 
AK, 47 that's gon' be my tool
Make me clack it, 
I start actin like a mother****** fool (yeah)
Fool, you know me, 
I've been down since '85
Sellin dime for dime, doublin up my paper every time
I live the life of crime, ghetto life from day to day
Made me throw up both my hands, now get the ******* up out my (faaaace~!)[Chorus][Scarface]
Thought I mighta hung it up for good, got tired of ridin beatsfor free, said ******* it, 
I'm gon' go on and coach a team
Play golf and smoke my ******, poke her every other day
Do some groups and keep these haters out my mother****** (faaaace~!)
But this ************t ain't go the way 
I planned, 
I'm caught off in the cross
And if I leave they won't respect the 
South cause *******z soft
Talkin 'bout what's in they mouth, talkin 'bout they cars and house
And that ain't what we all about, we out here workin in a drought'
Bout that paper, 'bout that cabbage, out here hustlin 'til you grab it
Pimp a pimp, you silly rabbit, youse a bun without a tablet
So yo' intellect connect is comin short it out of space
Catchin bricks and ****** and ace so get the ******* up out my face