Luyện nghe bài hát Tear Da Club Up

Tear da up, nigga 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 Crunchy and we got them glocks

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

Infamous 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 move we shoot 'em up, so hard they the pain

I thought you knew that I'm from 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 main in life is an opposite heaven
6 bitch!

Tear da club up, tear da club 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 blast 'cause I'm unmerciful
Bullets that bombin' an enemy

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

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

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

Tear da club up, nigga da club 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
I pull 'em out, ya muthafuckas betta haul ass

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

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

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

da club up, nigga tear da club up