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Tear da club up nigga tear da club up
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(DJ Paul)
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This for all the playa haters who be talkin' that shit
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The Three 6 show no love we quick to murder a trick
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You could be a friend or foe
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Kinda down or not
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I'm rollin with tha fool Crunchy and we got them glocks
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Backed up by da 4 5 and the 38
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You wanna take this click to war
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Fool it'll be a mistake
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Chris bring the mossberg with the slugs and shit
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We got some graves for ya body already dug and shit
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Infamous grab the cali with a 100 rounds
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Koopsta load da tech and blow dem bastards down
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Juice wit the two 9's like a nigga name Shae
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On the move we shoot 'em up so hard they feel the pain
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I thought you knew that I'm from Memphis where the shit is so thick
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When at the club we got so bucked we try to tear up sum shit
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Gangsta Boo da gangsta bitch wit the 357
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Our main goal in life is an opposite heaven
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Triple 6 bitch!
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Chorus
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(Lord Infamous)
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Deadly
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We should begin to come close to da killa dimentions
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Niggas get lynchin' from the Triple 6 anti-christians
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May I mention
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The slugs I steadily blast cause im unmerciful
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Bullets that bombin' an enemy nigga
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See death is unreversable
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Hardness is your fantasy
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Death is not fiction on you bitches
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Fuck around and find you wannabe ass out with the morticians
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Executions style buck in yo head while ya beg on yo knees
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Await till you bustas lay deadin' the mourg and chillin' in cold freezers
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Teflon and the tradin' an the penalties that leave punishment
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Then me and my Triple 6 are gonna blow an ounce of blue hair trick
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I could give a fuck less bitch im glad that you dead and gone
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Three 6 Mafia sign out names on niggas fuckin' tombstones
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Memphis is the fuckin city where Lord Infamous loves to bail
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And just like I said before
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Bitch come with Me to Hell
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Everybody in this you niggas know what's up
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Lemme see can all you muthafuckas tear dis club up
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Chorus
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(Juicy "J")
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Tear da club up nigga tear da club up
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All these playa hatas in the club got us fucked up
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Yes
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I'm the nigga with them two 9's ready to blast
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When I pull em out ya muthafuckas betta haul ass
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Paul thowin' chairs in tha air
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Koopsta locin' up
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Fly takin' cash from yo ass
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Mr. Stick em up
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Fuck da damn sucurity
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Fuck a muthafuckin cop
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If they kick me out da club
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I'll buck 'em in tha parkin' lot
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Grab the club on 'em put the rich bitch
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In the trunk
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Take 'em out and take his money then I spit on da punk
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Now I'm crunk
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Breakin bottles up against da fuckin' wall
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Shootin tones at them fools
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Till them jealous bustas fall
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Fuck these niggas testin' pimpin'
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We gon' burry all you hoes
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Slicin' bitches right in half
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Stompin 'em straight through tha floor
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Niggas talkin plenty shit
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But they aint buck enough
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We gon' get some dynamite and blow this muthafucka up
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Chorus
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Tear Da Club Up ’07
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| Three 6 Mafia |
