Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Up

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

Popping pistols at
When the smoke
I'll be the only nigga
I won't leave a
I'm a thug what you see the killa in my eyes

this fire 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 addicted to
Fuck what you say 'cause I ain't wanting for nothing, here

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

This for my niggaz that's still on the
but pussy and money up on your mind
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the
We could tear this mo'fucking up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And to my niggaz down, Mac-A-Don and C
I can't wait for the day they tell me you free
So until your lawyers tell me that your are won
I'ma keep the fire burning it's 'spose to be done

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

I'm use to getting packages by the some
I ain't to find, I'm in the 9 if you want some
Teflon Don, pistol grip
Crazy glued to my palm, sound the alarms

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

This for my niggaz that's on the grind
Nothing but and money up on your mind
You got a nigga 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 tear this mo'fucking club up
We tear this mo'fucking club up

Look here, who keep you rocking like I do?
Who gon' you bobbing like I do?
Who gon' keep it real I do?
Ain't nobody do what I do

W-W-What you do?
nobody gon' do what I do
Ain't gon' do what I do