Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Up

Sick it, nigga, yeah
9th Ward, should of woke me up
Bad nigga, can't
Can't fuck me, look here

pistols at random
When the clears
be the only nigga standing
I leave a witness
I'm a what you don't see the killa in my eyes

With this fire arm, on my side
Been patiently waiting for a to step out of the crowd
So I could why they label me wild
I'm sick and psychotic, I got a problem, I'm addicted to
Fuck what you say I ain't wanting for nothing, look here

This for my gangsta ass in the club
Throw up set, if you a mo'fucking thug
You got a thug wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture
We tear this mo'fucking club up

This for my niggaz that's on the grind
Nothing but pussy and money up on your
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the
We could tear mo'fucking club up

I'm sick with mine, you could feel the in the flow
You see the crowd start to bucking when I in the do'
I'm real with mine, nigga I ain't the one you should beef
I keep's my bitch and that ain't the one that I sleep

Am I still a soldier? Na, you keep it
I'm a 9th Ward nigga and that ain't no
Want me to cross over, understand, I still lay I'm over
I'm use to capping the hood on my

Ghetto representative, here's nothing colder, here's boulder
I was in the shade, didn't want me to shine
But I broke the chains and I'm back for what's mine
I done ditched the tank and it with a 9

If I die, I'ma die my own kind
Nigga, I'm from the Crescent, I'm 'bout whatever you
a move and I'm blasting with no question

This for my gangsta ass niggaz in the
up your set,if you a mo'fucking thug
You got a nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture
We could this mo'fucking club up

This for my niggaz still on the grind
but pussy and money up on your mind
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the
We could tear mo'fucking club up

This for my that's still on the block
Fuck safety, the mo'fucker cocked
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the
We could tear mo'fucking club up

And to my niggaz down, Mac-A-Don and C
I wait for the day that they tell me you free
So your lawyers tell me that your cases are won
keep the fire burning like it's 'spose to be done

Fuck my past, you keep a eye on my future
Bringing the competition that these rappers use to
Making the type of statement that these rappers'll from
If you think I'm scared, you don't know where I from

I'm use to getting packages by the lump
I ain't hard to find, I'm in the 9 if you want
Teflon Don, pistol grip
Crazy to my palm, better sound the alarms

This for my gangsta ass niggaz in the
Throw up your set, if you a thug
You got a thug wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture
We could tear this mo'fucking up

This for my niggaz that's still on the
Nothing but pussy and up on your mind
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the
We could this mo'fucking club up

it up
(Come on, it up, nigga)
it up
(Come on, it up, nigga)

it up
(Come on, it up, nigga)
We tear this mo'fucking club up
We could this mo'fucking club up

Look here, who gon' keep you rocking I do?
Who gon' keep you like I do?
Who gon' it real like I do?
Ain't nobody do what I do

you wan' do?
Ain't gon' do what I do
Ain't nobody gon' do I do