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Tear Da Club Up Thugs - Hypnotize Cash Money lyrics
featuring Big Tymers, Hot Boys {Juvenile} How you love this playboy? This one here bezzled out. With the Hot Boys and the Tear da Club up Thugs. {Manny Fresh} Nigga like thiiiiiis. {Baby} Ridin on twenties. Memphis and New Orleans we gonna show you how we do this. {DJ Paul} Y'all Know the motherfuckin score bitch. y'all boys y'all boys ain't ready for this Hot Boys Hot Boys gunnin with the Three 6 40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws a clip is rolled in my sock, im hoping that I don't fall I'm certainly hittin corners, hittin gates, shit is dirty, plenty tight leapin tall buildings in a single bounce feelin ceiling lights hear me this if I go I better go in style but in Tennessee another bugged out nigga stunts {B.G.} fuckin with me huh? you fuckin with the wrong one that fire spit from my K have your wig cooked when im done {Lil Wayne} now hold up B-Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot? is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug spot? {B.G.} Lil killa Weezay, they drug spot is fuckin up a nigga cheezay get em out and shut that bitch down {Lil Wayne} huh? well lets ride nigga we gettin high realize they all die nigga them Hot Boys started ridin {B.G.} we gonna fire nigga wet em real good wave your hand rid-a-bye-bye-bye nigga shut down they hood and shoot they streets on both sides nigga {Lil Wayne} we the Hot B. lighters ridin at nighters in two red Vipers {B.G.} they gonna expect two snipers splittin heads like this puttin they clique in a blender bustin gats like this {Lil Wayne} full of that danger in all black like this and if a nigga want some more then we be back like this, what? {Lord Infamous} Sosate Lord cause the war competors come on irregular intruders face these barracudas hunt you nigga predators double barrel bust that warned them now they surely scared of us seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory cowards of the hour sickened by my tower flower power shower and devour face the boom boom boom power Tear da Club up Thugs kickin it with the Hot Boys cause our weapons weigh a ton and we came to bring the noise bitch {Turk} I'll wet a nigga block for anything me and my Hot Boy clique quick to dress in all black and drop a nigga like shit two time on a thug nigga, bout it since my younger days been pullin triggers, been runnin thru the hallways playin it raw sparkin at anytime any place any where with my fuckin 9 I got an army of niggas with automatic gats bout splittin head ass niggas Craig, Ron, and Randy Hot Boys and Three 6 they teamed up realer wanna start beef its a must we freeze it up realer {Juvenile} real clangly trigger, and you a nigga now who did it? motherfucker no stomach they too scary to admit it rearview mirror fucked up so I cant see when they coming yesterday I got spooked out and drewed out on an old woman I told the lady "Look im sorry Miss I knew I was wrong, but you came so fuckin close to me I thought it was on." thats why my partners is gone they done seen an evil approaching and a nigga got em if it was me I would have smoked him lets stop all this nonsense cause they couldn't catch Lil Duane y'all motherfuckers think a syringe in this man shit if hammers in tap-ons don't even worry bout it thugsta left em in the garbage expectin they'll find an inner city youngsta I'm an all around hustla get paid in many ways knew a Dre to get played, had a connection with Yah once before I went in a house and killed four hit the nigga for dirty hoes that he kept under the floor now im with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd {Juicy J} its the Juice comin up out the dark from apart North Memphis niggas always heart and we start shit with these motherfuckin haters we ain't no traders bustin hustlas and some G's chasers about that paper pass that weed if you a friend of me usually punk tricks kill a fifth of Hennesey and get bucked wild in the club thats how we be all you gang niggas throw them thangs and show them teeth its on {Baby} niggas be sizin niggas ridin I'll sign on niggas but I'll die for a few niggas: Suga Slim, Manny, and my Hot Boy Clique, never forget my B.G. cause I know he'll kill a nigga more for me bitch but today im with Three 6 and im showin love where these Tennessee hoe suck dick till they see blood wearin my black glove, in case I gotta bust a niggas head cuz niggas buyin Bentlies on dubs, TV's with VC's is a must automatic strap plus, and keep my soldiers on my feet no matter what Juve got four and B.G. got ten, while my thirty-two golds nigga we all in Turk got the red beam team, double R Rolls Royce showin love went to Miami and bought a Lambergini on dubs niggas ridin buttons to show these hoes we worth somethin and my baby momma the bitch play too many games said she was takin pills now she pregnant again but its all gravy baby and my children gonna be strapped if im blind deaf or crazy baby playboy you can believe that {B.G.} How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherfuckin tracks boy. {DJ Paul} Yo yo yo Hypnotized motherfuckin Mindz productions up in here you heard me? Hot Boys with Three motherfuckin 6 bitch {echoes |
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