Luyện nghe bài hát Tear Da Club Up

Tear da club up, tear da club up

This for all the playa haters who be talkin' that
The Three 6 show no love, we quick to a trick
You could be a friend or foe, down or not
I'm rollin' with tha Crunchy and we got them glocks

up by da 4-5 and the 38
You wanna take this click to war, fool it'll be a
Chris bring the mossberg the slugs and shit
We got some graves for ya already dug and shit

grab the cali with a 100 rounds
Koopsta load da tech and dem bastards down
Juice wit the two 9's like a nigga name
On the we shoot 'em up, so hard they feel the pain

I you knew that I'm from Memphis where the shit is so thick
When at the club we got so bucked, we try to tear up sum
Gangsta Boo da bitch wit the 357
Our main goal in life is an heaven
6 bitch!

Tear da club up, tear da club up

Deadly, we should begin to close to da killa dimentions
Niggas get lynchin' from the 6 anti-Christians
May I mention the slugs I steadily blast 'cause I'm
Bullets that bombin' an enemy

See is unreversable, hardness is your fantasy
Death is not fiction on you,
Fuck around and find you wannabe ass out with the
Executions style in yo head, while ya beg on yo knees

Await you bustas lay deadin' the morgue and chillin' in cold freezers
Teflon and the an' the penalties that leave punishment
Then me and my Triple 6 are gonna blow an ounce of blue trick
I could give a fuck less bitch, I'm glad you dead and gone

Three 6 Mafia sign out names on fuckin' tombstones
Memphis is the fuckin' where Lord Infamous loves to bail
And just like I before, bitch come with me to hell
Everybody in this, you niggas what's up
Lemme see, can all you tear dis club up?

Tear da club up, nigga da club up

Tear da club up nigga, da club up
All these playa hatas in the got us fucked up
Yes, I'm the nigga them, two 9's ready to blast
When I pull 'em out, ya muthafuckas betta ass

Paul chairs in tha air, Koopsta locin' up
Fly cash from yo ass, Mr. Stick 'em up
Fuck da security, fuck a muthafuckin' cop
If they kick me out da club, I'll 'em in tha parkin' lot

Grab the club on 'em, put the bitch in the trunk
Take 'em out and take his money, then I spit on da
Now I'm crunk, breakin' bottles up against da fuckin'
Shootin' tones at fools till them jealous bustas fall

Fuck these testin' pimpin', we gon' burry all you hoes
Slicin' bitches right in half, stompin 'em through tha floor
Niggas talkin shit but they ain't buck enough
We gon' get dynamite and blow this muthafucka up

da club up, nigga tear da club up