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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Beauregard
Songwriter
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
R. Dunigan
Songwriter
L. Mitchell
Songwriter
D. Carlton
Songwriter
R. Cooper
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
[Verse 2]
This for all the player haters who be talkin' that shit
The Three 6 show no love, we quick to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not
I'm rollin' with that fool, Crunchy, and we got them Glocks
Backed up by the .45 and a .38
You wanna take this clique to war? Fool, it'll be a mistake
Chris bring the Mossberg with the slugs and shit
We got some graves for your body already dug and shit
Infamous, grab the cali with a hundred rounds
Koopsta, load the TEC and blow them bastards down
Juice with the two 9's like the **** name Shae
On the move, we shoot 'em up so slow, so they feel the pain
I thought you knew that I'm from Memphis where the shit is so thick
When at the club we get so buck, we try to tear up some shit
Gangsta Boo the gangster, bitch, with the .357
Our main goal in life is an opposite Heaven
Triple 6, bitch
[Verse 3]
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
[Verse 4]
Deadly
We should begin to come closer to killa dimensions
**** getting lynchings from the Triple 6 anti-Christians
May I mention the slizzugs that I blaze, Scarecrow's unmerciful
Bullets are bombin' the enemy, ****, see, death is unreversable
Hardness is your fantasy, death is not fictional, you bitches
Fuck around and find your wannabe gangster ass with the mortician
Executioner style, buck in your head while you beg on your knees
Plenty of busters been put in the morgue
And they chilly down in the cold freezers
Teflon penetratin' and the penalty's deadly punishment
Then me and my Triple 6, we go and blow an ounce of blue hair, trick
I could give a fuck less, bitch, I'm glad that you dead and gone
Three 6 Mafia sign our names on ****' fucking tombstones
Memphis is the fucking city where Lord Infamous loves to bail
And just like I said before, bitch, come with me to Hell
Everybody in this house, you **** know what's up
Let me see, can all you motherfuckers tear this club up?
[Verse 5]
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
[Verse 6]
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
All these player haters in the club got us fucked up
Yes, I'm the **** with them two 9's ready to blast
When I pull 'em out, you motherfuckers better haul ass
Paul throwin' chairs in the air, Koopsta loccin' up
Fly takin' cash from your ass, mister, stick 'em up
Fuck the damn security, fuck a motherfucking cop
If they kick me out the club, I'll buck 'em in the parking lot
Grab the club owner, put the rich bitch in the trunk
Take 'em out and take his money, then I spit on the punk
Now I'm crunk, breakin' bottles up against the fucking wall
Shootin' tones at the fools till them jealous busters fall
'Fore these **** test their pimpin', we gon' bury all you hoes
Slicin' bitches right in half, stompin' 'em straight through the floor
**** talkin' plenty shit, but they ain't buck enough
We gon' get some dynamite and blow this motherfucker up
[Verse 7]
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Tear the club up, ****, tear the club up
Written by: D. Carlton, Jordan Houston, L. Mitchell, Paul Beauregard, R. Cooper, R. Dunigan, Robert Phillips