调:G major
Verse 1
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga,
Tear the club up, nigga,
Bm
Cm
Bm
tear the club up
Cm
Bm
Cm
G
Bm
Tear the club up, nigga,
G
Cm
G
tear the club up
Bm
G
Bm
G
Tear the club up, nigga,
Verse 2
who be talkin' that shit
I'm rollin' with tha fool Crunchy and
we got them Glocks
Backed up by the .45 and the .38
You want to take this click to war? Fool,
it'll be a mistake
Chris bring the Mossberg with
Ab
G
Cm
We got some graves for ya body
already dug and shit
Infamous grab the Cali with a
hundred rounds
blow dem bastards down
the nigga name Shae
we shoot 'em up so slow they feel the pain
I thought you knew that I'm from
Memphis where the shit is so thick
Cm
Bm
Cm
Bm
Cm
G
Our main goal in life is an opposite Heaven,
Verse 3
Cm
Bm
Cm
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Cm
Bm
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
tear the club up
Verse 4
close
Nigga, see death is unreversable
Hardness is your fantasy,
gangsta ass with the mortician
Executioner style,
buck in yo' head while you beg on your knees, uh
And they chillin' down
in the cold freezers
Cm
Bm
G
Te flon penetratin' and the
Then me and my Triple 6 we go and
I could give a fuck less, bitch,
I'm glad that you dead and gone
sign our names on niggas fuckin' tombstones
Bm
Cm
G
Lord Infamous loves to bail
come with me to Hell
G
Cm
Bm
niggas know what's up
Lemme see,
Cm
Bm
Cm
G
can all you motherfuckas tear this club up?
Verse 5
G
ga,
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Verse 6
got us fucked up, yes
Cm
Cm
G
I'm the nigga with them
two 9's ready to blast
When I pull 'em out,
you motherfuckas better haul ass
Koopsta loccin' up
ass, Mr. Stick 'Em Up
Fuck the damn security,
If they kick me out the club,
I'll buck 'em in tha parkin' 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 fuckin' wall
'til them jealous bustas fall
Fuck these niggas testin' pimpin',
Slicin' bitches right in half,
they ain't buck enough
We gon' get some dynamite and
blow this motherfucka up
Verse 7
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Cm
Yeah
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