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Three 6 Mafia Shoot Up Da Club

you need church You the first up out the club You the one to bleed first [Chorus] [Lil Wyte] Run up in this motherfucker Shoot it up from roof to floor

close up early that night, in da summa In da summa Pimpin' my grooves, we got to ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies Gettin' smoked out In da

? brain, hoe Click bang, bang Click bang, bang Click bang, bang To yo' motherfuckin? brain, hoe I told them haters hate on, Three 6 Mafia strong Stronger

Funkmaster Flex IV" Boy, t's about to get real scurry up in here You got the original Break Da Law's up in here for you hoes Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat

motherfuck watch I huff then I puff wet you up when the mourners gumming on Coke and Rum doing devil stuff Kaiser Soze Tear da Club up Thugs I yell

da Killa Klan wit the mic inside they hands Ya, all we wants to do is get buck and Tear Da Club Up wit the Mafia 6, Prophet Posse, Hypnotize runnin this

what's up Lemme see can all you muthafuckas tear dis club up Chorus (juicy "j") Tear da club up nigga tear da club up All these playa hatas in the club

caught a fuckin' case (You cool dirrty?) Yeah I'm straight [Chorus] [Verse 2: Three 6 Mafia] Yeah...what!Now I ain't even worried bout you...haters Three 6 Mafia

up early that night, in da summa. in da summa (chorus) Pimpin' my grooves, we got to ride Ridin' through the door with my homies gettin' smoked out. in da