[Chorus]
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
This dedicated to you scrubs with all that player hatin' shit
The Three 6 show no love, we quick to murder a trick
No remorse passin' or be passed out, I wonder you down or not
I'm rollin' with that fool Crunchy, five-seven and a Glock
Backed up by the .4-5 and a .38
Bustin' through the doors of your Chevy 'cause testin' the clique was a mistake
Chris load the Mossberg with the slugs and shit
Preparin' to drop some bodies in graves we already dug and shit
Infamous grab the cali' with the hundred rounds
Koopsta load the TEC, and blow them thugs to the ground
Juice with the two nines, aim one for them brains
The other one shootin' at dead bodies also they'll feel the pain
I thought you knew that I'm from Memphis where them player haters thick
If you ain't a hater then let me hear, that means you down with this clique
Ms. Boo got you fools out, keep your face up out this place, though
It's Triple 6, not a gladiator, we play no games with you hoes
And that's that on that
[Chorus]
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
Deadly, I open the portal to journey the last dimensions
They got trampled over and ruckus the buckest, they come from the Memphis Three Sixes, don't get twisted
I want everyone in this club to get frantic and rageous
The feelin' has got me rampageous, let's rip out the speaker and stagedive brigades
Hardness is your fantasy, death is not fiction, also listen
Mess around and find all these wannabe gangsters down with the mortician
Executioner style, buckin' them in they knot while they drop on their knees-ah
Plenty of busters been put in the morgue and they chill laid out in the cold freezers
But we did not come for war we just want this hole place tore
Everybody just wreckin' shop and gettin' buckwild on that club floor
Three 6 Mafia show, we get loco, wear them Triple 6 dresses
And when we get through with this scheme we want everything in this club into ashes
No sorrow in my cold black heart, I'm glad that he's smoke and gone
Lord Infamous the Scarecrow, sign my name on suckers tombstones
We Mafia, is it too much, are you ready for us?
'Cause in the 19 Triple 6 2000, tear the club up
[Chorus]
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Tear the club up (Tear the club—)
Tear the club up (Tear the club—)
All these player haters in the club got us messed up
Yes, I'm the fool with them two nines ready to blast
Bring your anna' to the door, trick I bet you won't last
Paul throwin' chairs in the air, Koopsta locin' up
North Memphis players on the floor gettin' wild and buck
Fuck the weak security, fake traitin' super cop
If they kick us out the club, I buck 'em in the parkin' lot
Grab the club owner, put the rich trick in the trunk
Take his life, take his cheese, then I spit on the punk
Now I'm crunk, breakin' bottles up against the club wall
Shootin' tones at them fools 'til them jealous busters fall
Fuck these haters testin' pimpin', we gon' bury all you hoes
Slicin' tricks right in half, stompin' 'em straight through the floor
Busters talkin' plenty bab' but they ain't buck enough
We gon' get some dynamite, and blow the whole club up
[Chorus]
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club—
[Outro: Juicy J & DJ Paul]
If they kick me out the club, I buck 'em in the parkin' lot
You wanna take this clique to war? Fool, it'll be a mistake
If they kick me out the club, I buck 'em in the parkin' lot
You wanna take this clique to war? Fool, it'll be a mistake
If they kick me out the club, I buck 'em in the parkin' lot
You wanna take this clique to war? Fool, it'll be a mistake
If they kick me out the club, I buck 'em in the parkin' lot
You wanna take this clique to war? Fool, it'll be a mistake
If they kick me out the club, I buck 'em in the parkin' lot
Take-take-take this clique to war? Fool, it'll be a mistake
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