Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Up

Sick with it, nigga,
9th Ward, should of woke me up
Bad nigga, stop
Can't fuck with me, look

Popping pistols at
the smoke clears
I'll be the nigga standing
I won't leave a
I'm a thug what you see the killa in my eyes

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This for my niggaz still on the block
safety, keep the mo'fucker cocked
You got a thug wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture
We tear this mo'fucking club up

And to my locked down, Mac-A-Don and C
I can't wait for the day that they tell me you
So until your lawyers me that your cases are won
I'ma keep the 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 work
If you think I'm scared, you don't where I come from

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

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

Look here, who gon' keep you like I do?
Who keep you bobbing like I do?
Who gon' keep it real I do?
nobody gon' do what I do

W-W-What you do?
nobody gon' do what I do
Ain't gon' do what I do