Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Up

Sick it, nigga, yeah
9th Ward, of never woke me up
Bad nigga, can't
Can't fuck with me, look

Popping pistols at
When the clears
be the only nigga standing
I leave a witness
I'm a what you don't see the killa in my eyes

With this arm, sitting on my side
Been patiently waiting for a victim to out of the crowd
So I could prove why they label me
I'm sick and psychotic, I got a problem, I'm to thugging
what you say 'cause I ain't wanting for nothing, look here

This for my gangsta ass niggaz in the
Throw up set, if you a mo'fucking thug
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the
We could this mo'fucking club up

This for my niggaz that's still on the
Nothing but and money up on your mind
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm you get the picture
We could this mo'fucking club up

I'm sick with mine, you could feel the heat in the
You see the crowd start to bucking when I in the do'
I'm real with mine, nigga I the one you should beef with
I keep's my bitch and that ain't the one that I sleep

Am I still a soldier? Na, you keep it
I'm a 9th Ward and that ain't no secret
Want me to cross over, understand, I still lay I'm over
I'm use to the hood on my shoulders

representative, here's nothing colder, here's nothing boulder
I was kept in the shade, didn't want me to
But I done broke the chains and I'm for what's mine
I done ditched the tank and it with a 9

If I die, I'ma die amongst my own
Nigga, I'm from the Crescent, I'm 'bout whatever you
a move and I'm blasting with no question

This for my ass niggaz in the club
Throw up your set,if you a mo'fucking
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm you get the picture
We could tear this mo'fucking up

This for my niggaz that's on the grind
Nothing but pussy and money up on mind
You got a thug wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture
We tear this mo'fucking club up

This for my niggaz still on the block
Fuck safety, keep the cocked
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the
We could tear mo'fucking club up

And to my locked down, Mac-A-Don and C
I wait for the day that they tell me you free
So until lawyers tell me that your cases are won
I'ma keep the fire burning like it's 'spose to be

Fuck my past, you better keep a eye on my
Bringing the competition these rappers ain't use to
the type of statement that these rappers'll work from
If you think I'm scared, you don't know where I come

I'm use to getting by the lump some
I ain't hard to find, I'm in the 9 if you some
Don, pistol grip pump
Crazy glued to my palm, better the alarms

for my gangsta ass niggaz in the club
Throw up your set, if you a thug
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the
We could tear this mo'fucking up

This for my niggaz that's still on the
Nothing but and money up on your mind
You got a thug wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture
We tear this mo'fucking club up

it up
(Come on, it up, nigga)
it up
(Come on, it up, nigga)

it up
(Come on, it up, nigga)
We could tear mo'fucking club up
We could tear mo'fucking club up

here, who gon' keep you rocking like I do?
Who gon' keep you bobbing I do?
Who gon' it real like I do?
Ain't gon' do what I do

you wan' do?
Ain't gon' do what I do
Ain't nobody gon' do I do