Luyện nghe bài hát Tear Da Club Up

Tear da up, nigga tear da club up

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

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

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

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

Tear da club up, nigga tear da up

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

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

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 blow an ounce of blue hair trick
I could give a fuck less bitch, I'm glad that you and gone

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

da club up, nigga tear da club up

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

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

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

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

da club up, nigga tear da club up