Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Up

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

Popping pistols at
When the smoke
I'll be the only standing
I won't a witness
I'm a what you don't see the killa in my eyes

With this fire arm, on my side
Been patiently for a victim to step out of the crowd
So I could prove why they me wild
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 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 could tear mo'fucking club up

This for my niggaz still 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 could this mo'fucking club up

I'm sick with mine, you could feel the heat in the
You see the crowd to bucking when I walk in the do'
I'm real with mine, nigga I ain't the one you should 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 nigga and 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

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

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

for my gangsta 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 tear this mo'fucking club up

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

This for my niggaz that's still on the
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 niggaz locked down, and C
I can't for the day that they tell me you free
So until your lawyers me that your cases are won
I'ma keep the fire like it's 'spose to be done

Fuck my past, you keep a eye on my future
Bringing the competition that these ain't use to
Making the type of statement that these rappers'll work
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 want
Teflon Don, pistol pump
Crazy to my palm, better sound the alarms

This for my gangsta ass 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 mo'fucking club up

This for my that's still 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 could 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 gon' you rocking like I do?
Who gon' you bobbing like I do?
Who keep it real like I do?
Ain't nobody gon' do I do

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