Luyện nghe bài hát Tear Da Club Up

Tear da club up, tear da club up

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

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

Infamous grab the cali with a 100
Koopsta da tech and blow dem bastards down
Juice wit the two 9's like a name Shae
On the move we shoot 'em up, so hard they feel the

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

Tear da up, nigga tear da club up

Deadly, we begin to come close to da killa dimentions
Niggas get from the Triple 6 anti-Christians
May I mention the slugs I blast 'cause I'm unmerciful
Bullets that bombin' an nigga

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

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

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

Tear da up, nigga tear da club up

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

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

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

these niggas testin' pimpin', we gon' burry all you hoes
Slicin' bitches right in half, 'em straight through tha floor
Niggas talkin plenty shit but they buck enough
We gon' get dynamite and blow this muthafucka up

Tear da club up, nigga da club up