Tear da Club Up Three 6 Mafia

[Chorus: Three 6 Mafia]
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
This for all the playa haters who be talkin' that shit
The Three 6 show no love, we quick to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not
I'm rollin' with that fool Crunchy and we got them Glocks
Backed up by the .45 and a .38
You wanna take this clique to war? Fool, it'll be a mistake
Chris, bring the Mossberg with the slugs and shit
We got some graves for ya body already dug and shit
Infamous, grab the Cali with a 100 rounds
Koopsta, load the Tec, and blow them bastards down
Juice with the two 9's like the nigga name Shae
On the move, 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
When at the club, we get so buck, we try to tear up some shit
Gangsta Boo, the gangsta bitch with the .357
Our main goal in life is a opposite heaven
Triple 6, bitch!