Crunchy Black - Tear Da Club Up '97 lyrics

[Hook] Tear da club up, n***a, tear da club up [Verse 1: DJ Paul] This for all you playa haters who be talkin' that (ha, ha) The Three 6 show no love, put some hurt on a trick I'm bustin' through the crowd wild with my hand on a cannon Be like quick to put two up in ya like who manna standin' I be the last man, blast man If you think you fast man, headlines Three left 'em up in a cast man When I look into your eyes I see a coward Face to face I hit ya, Three 6 Mafia would rather die than [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] Lord and here comes the two to the three and four Three 6 Mafia I want ya to wreck it all over the club floor Blowin' and throwin' your sets in the air Ya bumpin' them tables and chairs everywhere Trampled over by the macs and the playas You standin' there actin' like you wonder where It ain't said we the hardest And you can't rock it like Three 6 Mafia can All up in a trance in the prophecy van We gonna tear the club up, get it bucked till it don't eel in me [?] [Hook] [Verse 3: Juicy J] We tearin' the club up, gettin' buck haters try to call it rough They better call security, bring them straight jackets and handcuffs Ain't takin' it, ain't takin' it the clutches I be breakin' it And rippin' off the bosses and tossin' them to the floor, bricks Going through the window, got that thing at your temple When they bust, keep it trust and we ain't talkin' 'bout bustin' pimples Haters can't get with the Mafia click, them fools ain't buck enough We gonna get the dynamite trick and blow the club up [Verse 4: Gangsta Boo] Crazy lady comin' at you, you can't fade me trick I bet you bet you bottom dollar make you holla When my soldiers get ya, I don't like that violence stuff But I believe in gettin' buck If you with me, let me see you tear da, tear da club up Mafia, Mafi-Mafia, won't stop with it though Hypnotizing minds, we got you blind and you can't hear me though Come and get it while you can trick, before it's all gone Goin' once, goin' twice, oh my God it just went gone [Verse 5: Crunchy Black] Oh, oh, oh, get buck, get wild Let's tear this house right down Let's tear da club up thugs Let's do that stuff right now No disrespect to the clubs, don't want none of that But you got the Three 6 Mafia up in your house and And we came to break the law, tear da club up Ashes to ashes no dust to dust And you can't trust Three 6 Mafia when we tearin' that club up [Hook] [Verse 6: Koopsta Knicca] Hypnotize I don't think they high enough See I thought I told you to get buck and tear da club up Do it like a lunatic since you down with the prophet click Now can I blaze it kick it tell me can I kick it man Since uh, [?] days gone, get hypnotized Let's start a riot in the club, lets get wild tonight One little, two little, three triple six members Four little, five little, six triple six member [Hook]