Three 6 Mafia - Tear Da Club Up '97 paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Tear Da Club Up '97 - Three 6 Mafia

Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

This for all you player haters who be talkin′ that

(Ha, ha)

The Three 6 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 manna standin'

I'll be the last man, blast man

If you think you fast man, headlines

Three left ′em up in a cast man

When I look into your eyes I see a coward

Face to face I hit ya, Three 6 Mafia would rather die to hit ya

Lord, hittin′, here comes the two to the three and four

Three 6 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 players

You standin′ there actin' like you wonder where

It ain′t said we the hardest

And you can't rock it like Three 6 Mafia can

All up in a trance in the prophecy van

We gonna tear the club up, get it bucked till it don't eel in me

And now I know that you are feeling me

Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

We tearin′ the club up, gettin′ buck haters 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

Haters can′t get with the Mafia click, them fools ain't buck enough

We gonna get the dynamite trick and blow the club up

Crazy lady comin′ at you, you can't fade me trick

I bet you, bet you bottom dollar make you holler

When my soldiers get ya, I don′t like that violence stuff

But I believe in gettin' buck

If you with me, let me see you tear da, tear da club up

Mafia, Mafi-Mafia, won't stop with it though

Hypnotizing 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

Oh, oh, oh, get buck, get wild

Let's tear this house right down

Let′s tear da club up thugs

Let's do that stuff right now

No disrespect to the clubs, don′t want none of that

But you got the Three 6 Mafia up in your houses

And we came to break the law, tear da club up

Ash to ash, no, dust to dust

And you can't trust Three 6 Mafia when we tearin' that club up

Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

Hypnotize, I don′t think they high enough

See, I thought I told you to get buck 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, he inside, days gone, get hypnotized

Let′s start a riot in the club, lets get wild tonight

One little, two little, three triple six members

Four little, five little, six triple six members

Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

Writer(s): Houston Jordan, Beauregard Paul D, Dunigan Ricky, Mitchell Lola Chantrelle, Carlton Darnell, Phillips Robert

Album Chapter 2: World Domination

date de sortie

04-11-1997

1 Late Nite Tip
2 We Are Waiting
3 Land of the Lost
4 Anyone Out There
5 N 2 Deep
6 Neighborhood Hoe
7 Flashes
8 3-6 In the Morning
9 Weed Is Got Me High
10 Gunclaps
11 Spill My Blood
12 Watcha Do
13 I Ain't Cha Friend
14 Motivated
15 Are U Ready 4 Us (feat. Dayton Family)
16 Hit a Muthafucka
17 Will Blast
18 Studio Time
19 Prophet Posse (feat. Indo G & K-Rock)
20 Who Got Dem 9's (feat. Project Pat)
21 Tear Da Club Up '97
22 Bodyparts 2 (feat. Indo K, K-Rock, M-Child & Project Pat)

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