Luyện nghe bài hát Tear Da Club Up

Tear da club up, nigga tear da up

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

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 some graves for ya body dug and shit

Infamous grab the cali with a 100
load 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 hard feel the pain

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

Tear da club up, nigga 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 'cause I'm unmerciful
that bombin' an enemy nigga

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

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

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

Tear da club up, nigga tear da up

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

Paul chairs in tha air, Koopsta locin' up
Fly cash from yo ass, Mr. Stick 'em up
da damn 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 rich in the trunk
Take 'em out and his money, then I spit on da punk
Now I'm crunk, breakin' bottles up da fuckin' wall
Shootin' tones at fools till them jealous bustas fall

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

Tear da club up, nigga tear da up