Tear Da Club Up Songtext
von Three 6 Mafia
Tear Da Club Up Songtext
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
(DJ Paul)
This for all you playa haters who be talkin it
The three six show no love, put some hurt on a trick
I′m bustin through the crowd, wild, with my hand on a cannon
Be like quick to put two up in ya like who mana (?)
I be the last man, blast man
If you think you fast man, headlines
Three level up in a cast man
When I look into your eyes I see a coward
Face to face I hit ya
Three six mafia'd rather die than
(Lord Infamous)
Lord, hittin, here comes the two to the three and four
Three six mafia I want ya to wreck it all over the club floor
Blowin and throwin your sets in the air
Ya bumpin them tables and chests everywhere
Trampled over by the macs and the playas
You standin there actin like you wonder where
It ain′t said we the hardest,
and you can't rock it like three six mafia
can
All up in a trance and the (?) van
We gonna tear the club up, get it bucked till it don't eelin me
(...?...)
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
(Juicy J)
We tearin the club up, gettin bucked
Hatas try to call it rough
They better call security, bring them straight jackets and handcuffs
Ain′t takin it, ain′t takin it
The clutches I be breakin it
And rippin off the bosses and tossin them to the floor, bricks
Going through the window, got that thing at your temple
When they bust, keep it trust, and we ain't talkin bout bustin pimples
Hatas hangin with the mafia click, them fools ain′t buff enough
We gonna get the dynamite trick, and blow the club up
(Gangsta Boo)
Crazy lady comin at you, you can't fade me trick
I bet you bet you bottom dollar make you holla
When my soliders get ya, I don′t like that fire stuff
But I believe in gettin bucked
If you with me, let me see you tear da, tear da club up
Mafia, mafi-mafia, won't stop with it though
Hyponotize your minds, we got you blind and you can′t hear me though
Come and get it while you can trick, before it's all gone
Goin once, goin twice, oh my god it just went gone
(Crunchy Black)
Oh, oh, oh, get bucked, get wild
Cuz we tearin this house right down
Got to tear da club up, thugs
Let's do that stuff right now
No disrespect to the clubs, don′t want none of it
But you got the three six mafia up in your house and
And we came to break the law, tear da club up
Ashes to ashes no dust to dust
And you can′t trust three six mafia when we tearin that club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
(?)
Hypnotize I don't think they likin us
See I thought I told ya, just get bucked and tear da club up
Do it like a lunatic since you down with the prophet click
Now can I blaze it kick it tell me can I kick it man
Since uh, (?) days gone, get hypnotized
Let′s start a riot in the club, lets get wild tonight
One little, two little, three little (?)
Four little, five little, six little (?)
(Chorus:) till fade
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
(DJ Paul)
This for all you playa haters who be talkin it
The three six show no love, put some hurt on a trick
I′m bustin through the crowd, wild, with my hand on a cannon
Be like quick to put two up in ya like who mana (?)
I be the last man, blast man
If you think you fast man, headlines
Three level up in a cast man
When I look into your eyes I see a coward
Face to face I hit ya
Three six mafia'd rather die than
(Lord Infamous)
Lord, hittin, here comes the two to the three and four
Three six mafia I want ya to wreck it all over the club floor
Blowin and throwin your sets in the air
Ya bumpin them tables and chests everywhere
Trampled over by the macs and the playas
You standin there actin like you wonder where
It ain′t said we the hardest,
and you can't rock it like three six mafia
can
All up in a trance and the (?) van
We gonna tear the club up, get it bucked till it don't eelin me
(...?...)
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
(Juicy J)
We tearin the club up, gettin bucked
Hatas try to call it rough
They better call security, bring them straight jackets and handcuffs
Ain′t takin it, ain′t takin it
The clutches I be breakin it
And rippin off the bosses and tossin them to the floor, bricks
Going through the window, got that thing at your temple
When they bust, keep it trust, and we ain't talkin bout bustin pimples
Hatas hangin with the mafia click, them fools ain′t buff enough
We gonna get the dynamite trick, and blow the club up
(Gangsta Boo)
Crazy lady comin at you, you can't fade me trick
I bet you bet you bottom dollar make you holla
When my soliders get ya, I don′t like that fire stuff
But I believe in gettin bucked
If you with me, let me see you tear da, tear da club up
Mafia, mafi-mafia, won't stop with it though
Hyponotize your minds, we got you blind and you can′t hear me though
Come and get it while you can trick, before it's all gone
Goin once, goin twice, oh my god it just went gone
(Crunchy Black)
Oh, oh, oh, get bucked, get wild
Cuz we tearin this house right down
Got to tear da club up, thugs
Let's do that stuff right now
No disrespect to the clubs, don′t want none of it
But you got the three six mafia up in your house and
And we came to break the law, tear da club up
Ashes to ashes no dust to dust
And you can′t trust three six mafia when we tearin that club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
(?)
Hypnotize I don't think they likin us
See I thought I told ya, just get bucked and tear da club up
Do it like a lunatic since you down with the prophet click
Now can I blaze it kick it tell me can I kick it man
Since uh, (?) days gone, get hypnotized
Let′s start a riot in the club, lets get wild tonight
One little, two little, three little (?)
Four little, five little, six little (?)
(Chorus:) till fade
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
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