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' shit
The 6 show no love, we quick to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe, down or not
I'm with tha fool Crunchy and we got them glocks

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

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

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 up sum shit
Gangsta Boo da bitch wit the 357
Our main goal in life is an opposite
6 bitch!

Tear da club up, nigga tear da up

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

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

Await till you bustas lay 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 of blue hair trick
I could give a fuck less bitch, I'm glad that you and gone

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

Tear da club up, nigga tear da up

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

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

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

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

Tear da club up, nigga da club up