Songtexte:
Tear Da Club Up Thugs Crazyndalazdayz

nigga I bet you won't Stomp motherfucker stomp Motherfucker stomp Stomp motherfucker stomp Motherfucker stomp [Juicy J] Hurt nigga I'm coming out the fucking closet Stay the fuck up

on It can't be erased Tear Da Club Up Thugs and Fatal On a Paper Chase When it's on then it's on It can't be erased Tear Da Club Up Thugs and Fatal

D-Magic Said they had to have it I said just forget it, it's too craby Know a little freak, in Hollywood Sucks on dick, does it real good She'll give you money, feel up

herb kind leave you sitting on the curb crying south side getting bucked up in a party with a burb mind we gonna tear this bitch up cause we fucked up

(feat. Lord Infamous) [helicopter noise] [Lord Infamous] Pickin' up the murder scripts So come and dish it for the road And the code of the motherfuckin

to I can't stop (You think you can catch Keyser Soze) (You think a guy like that comes this close to getting caught and sticks his head out) (If he comes up

man understand where im comin from, out the ghetto slum Project Pat, Tear da Club up Thugs out here slangin drugs makin lame thugs bite the dust if

off tearing up da club not giving a fuck it's just me and Tear Da Club Up Thugs kept on they nuts killing em wet em up say wet em up say wet em up blow

(feat. Crunchy Black) Fuck you [echoed] [chorus x4] Get Buck Get Wild Lets Tear This House Like Down Lets Tear The Club Up Thug Lets Do This Stuff