Lirik Lagu Tear Da Club Up (Da Real) - Three 6 Mafia
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Chorus x12Tear the club up nigga tear the club up
This for all the playas who be talkin' that shitThe 3 6 show no loveWe quick to murder a trickYou could be a friend or foeKinda down or notI'm rollin' wit that fool Crunchy and we got them glocksBacked up bout' a 4 5 and a 38You wanna take this clickDon't won't fool it'll be a mistakeChris bring the mosperd with the slugs n' shitWe got some graves for your bodyAlready dug n' shitIngamous grab the cali with a hundred roundsKoopsta load the tankAnd blow the bastards downJuice with the 2 nines like the nigga NashayOn the move shoot em' upSo so they feel the painI thought you knewThat I'm from Memphis where this shit is so thickWhen at the club we gets some budWe try to tear up some shitGangsta Boo the gangsta bitch with the 3-57The main goal in lifeIs a opposite heavenTriple 6 bitch
Chorus x8
DeadlyWe should beginAnd come close to the killer dimensionsNiggas gettin' mentionsFrom the Triple 6 acting christiansMay I mentionThugstas I said (??) are mercefulI'm a step on the enemyNiggas see death is unreversableHard decisionAfraid to see death is not fictionOn you bitchesFuck around and find you want to be kiss as with the mortitionExecutional style buck in your headWhile your beggin' on your knees, uhBetter you bustas flip to the morgeAnd the chillin' in the cold freezers(??) His deadly punishmentThen me and my Triple 6We go and blow a house upDo that trickI can give a fuckUnless bitch I'm glad that you dead and goneThree 6 Mafia signed outSo make us fuckin' tombstonesMemphis is fuckin' cityWhere Lord Infamous loves to ballAnd just like I said beforeBitch some with me to hellEverybody in this houseYou niggas know wussupLet me see can you motherfuckin' tear this club up
Chorus x8
Tear the club upNigga tear the club upAll these playa hatas in the clubGot us fucked upI'm that nigga with them two ninesReady to blastWhen I pull a magYou motherfuckers better haul assPaul throwin' chest in the airKoopsta locin' upFly take the cash from your assMr. stick em' upFuck the def securityFuck a motherfuckin' copIf they take me out the clubI buck em' in the parking lotGrab the clubOn the quick the wrist bitchIn the trunkTake him out and take his moneyThen I spit on the punkNow I'm crunkBreak em' bottles up against the fuckin' wallShoe tonesLeather fools to them jealous (??)Fuck these niggasTest that pimpAnd we gon' bury all you hoesLacin' bitches right in halfStarted em' straightThrough the floorNiggas talkin' plenty shitBut they ain' buck enoughWe gon' get some dinamiteAnd blow this motherfucker up
Chorus x8Yeah
This for all the playas who be talkin' that shitThe 3 6 show no loveWe quick to murder a trickYou could be a friend or foeKinda down or notI'm rollin' wit that fool Crunchy and we got them glocksBacked up bout' a 4 5 and a 38You wanna take this clickDon't won't fool it'll be a mistakeChris bring the mosperd with the slugs n' shitWe got some graves for your bodyAlready dug n' shitIngamous grab the cali with a hundred roundsKoopsta load the tankAnd blow the bastards downJuice with the 2 nines like the nigga NashayOn the move shoot em' upSo so they feel the painI thought you knewThat I'm from Memphis where this shit is so thickWhen at the club we gets some budWe try to tear up some shitGangsta Boo the gangsta bitch with the 3-57The main goal in lifeIs a opposite heavenTriple 6 bitch
Chorus x8
DeadlyWe should beginAnd come close to the killer dimensionsNiggas gettin' mentionsFrom the Triple 6 acting christiansMay I mentionThugstas I said (??) are mercefulI'm a step on the enemyNiggas see death is unreversableHard decisionAfraid to see death is not fictionOn you bitchesFuck around and find you want to be kiss as with the mortitionExecutional style buck in your headWhile your beggin' on your knees, uhBetter you bustas flip to the morgeAnd the chillin' in the cold freezers(??) His deadly punishmentThen me and my Triple 6We go and blow a house upDo that trickI can give a fuckUnless bitch I'm glad that you dead and goneThree 6 Mafia signed outSo make us fuckin' tombstonesMemphis is fuckin' cityWhere Lord Infamous loves to ballAnd just like I said beforeBitch some with me to hellEverybody in this houseYou niggas know wussupLet me see can you motherfuckin' tear this club up
Chorus x8
Tear the club upNigga tear the club upAll these playa hatas in the clubGot us fucked upI'm that nigga with them two ninesReady to blastWhen I pull a magYou motherfuckers better haul assPaul throwin' chest in the airKoopsta locin' upFly take the cash from your assMr. stick em' upFuck the def securityFuck a motherfuckin' copIf they take me out the clubI buck em' in the parking lotGrab the clubOn the quick the wrist bitchIn the trunkTake him out and take his moneyThen I spit on the punkNow I'm crunkBreak em' bottles up against the fuckin' wallShoe tonesLeather fools to them jealous (??)Fuck these niggasTest that pimpAnd we gon' bury all you hoesLacin' bitches right in halfStarted em' straightThrough the floorNiggas talkin' plenty shitBut they ain' buck enoughWe gon' get some dinamiteAnd blow this motherfucker up
Chorus x8Yeah
