Three 6 Mafia Tear Da Club Up (Da Real) Lyrics
Chorus x12
Tear the club up, n____ tear the club up
This for all the playas who be talkin' that s___
The 3-6 show no love
We quick to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe
Kinda down or not
I'm rollin' wit that fool Crunchy and we got them glocks
Backed up, bout' a 4-5 and a 38
You wanna take this click
Don't won't fool it'll be a mistake
Chris bring the mosperd with the slugs n' s___
We got some graves for your body
Already dug n' s___
Ingamous grab the cali with a hundred rounds
Koopsta load the tank
And blow the b______s down
Juice with the 2 nines like the n____ Nashay
On the move shoot em' up
So so they feel the pain
I thought you knew
That I'm from Memphis where this s___ is so thick
When at the club we gets some bud
We try to tear up some s___
Gangsta Boo the gangsta b____ with the 3-57
The main goal in life
Is a opposite heaven
Triple 6 b____
Chorus x8
Deadly
We should begin
And come close to the killer dimensions
n____s gettin' mentions
From the Triple 6 acting christians
May I mention
Thugstas I said (??) are merceful
I'm a step on the enemy
n____s see death is unreversable
Hard decision
Afraid to see death is not fiction
On you b____es
f___ around and find you want to be kiss as with the mortition
Executional style buck in your head
While your beggin' on your knees, uh
Better you bustas flip to the morge
And the chillin' in the cold freezers
(??) His deadly punishment
Then me and my Triple 6
We go and blow a house up
Do that trick
I can give a f___
Unless b____ I'm glad that you dead and gone
Three 6 Mafia signed out
So make us f___in' tombstones
Memphis is f___in' city
Where Lord Infamous loves to ball
And just like I said before
b____ some with me to hell
Everybody in this house
You n____s know wussup
Let me see can you m_________in' tear this club up
Chorus x8
Tear the club up
n____ tear the club up
All these playa hatas in the club
Got us f___ed up
I'm that n____ with them two nines
Ready to blast
When I pull a mag
You m_________ers better haul a__
Paul throwin' chest in the air
Koopsta locin' up
Fly take the cash from your a__
Mr. stick em' up
f___ the def security
f___ a m_________in' cop
If they take me out the club
I buck em' in the parking lot
Grab the club
On the quick the wrist b____
In the trunk
Take him out and take his money
Then I spit on the punk
Now I'm crunk
Break em' bottles up against the f___in' wall
Shoe tones
Leather fools to them jealous (??)
f___ these n____s
Test that pimp
And we gon' bury all you hoes
Lacin' b____es right in half
Started em' straight
Through the floor
n____s talkin' plenty s___
But they ain' buck enough
We gon' get some dinamite
And blow this m_________er up
Chorus x8
Yeah
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