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Текст песни Tear Da Club Up Thugs - Big Business

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(Lord Infamous)You got thugs on ya spot,Fresh out the box,The crowd so live,They comin` in flocks(All)Cuz, it`s big business, it big business bitchIt`s big business, it big business bitch (X2)(Lord Infamous)As I cut, guts poorBlood washes from the shoreTo da sand, as a thousand veins,Center through my hand,Can I whip, stand a manFrom the underland of painAs his brains, hit the grainsAnd I bury the remains, from my facePissin through a bitches ???,Infamous bring out the sack of the serial killasTriple six murderersNow leave it enough, whenever you comeThey be ready to cook, now rev up the hoodAnd these niggas could to be these Infamous couldAnd the Mafia villains would fuck up a rookieDrop him to his knees wit a N-I-N-E slugs, get doneAnd bloody up your mugBecause we really love to make a standIt`s the high capitol make me touch a manI got the scope, and not the kind that kills badbreathI got the kind that like to fuck up ya good healthEverybody in this bitch lets tear some shit upTear da club up thugsOn ya spot, put`m up(Repeat chorus 2x)(D. J. Paul)I kill, kill, killI murder, murder, murderHater`s in my face,Watch a nigga hurta40, 40, cal,I pull out my back pocketI grab you by your neck,I pull it out a socketRange, Range, Range,Rover, Rover, Rover,Blow this fuckin` taskPolice pull me overBut I blast on these hoes Cause I`m too fuckin dangerousProphet the Posse, I doubt you hoes could hang wit usKillin all you nigga`s is a easy taskYou fools that last,I bullet proof a mazz on dat ass, I dashTo yo muthafuckin crib, Soon as I find out where you liveFlashlights see yo faceMario a murder caseRoamin through the muthafuckin Black Haven areaProphet is my Posse, I doubt you see something scarerPlenty talk shit, but they ain`t nothing butcharacters$100,000 cars now how you gon laugh at us(Repeat chorus 2x)(Juicy J)First I wanna grab a nigga by his neck,Drag him to my fuckin set,Take a nigga blow, and his cheese, and dem cigarettesPut the gun up to his noseTie him up from head to toeStrap his body in a bagThrow him in a fireCall my nigga`s Dee and BlueProject Pat, ya`ll know what to doCreep through dem streets,Wit dem thangs, blast on any foolsTear da club up thugs, in this muthafucker runnin`shitIf you want to playa hate the click, Then your done withKnow`n we ain`t going bitchMakin` fakers dig a ditchScare familys in the nightMake`m pull the panic switchComin like Titanic trickHolycaust wit a gripCrazyndalazdaz I`m bout to have a fuckin fitHold me back don`t let me go I`m high as hell and on the roadNigga I break off in ya house, And boot yo baby wit a poleLunatic superstitious, on the corner like I`m pimpinIf I see ya on the block, I`m fuckin, Fuckin wit the quickness(Lord Infamous)You got the thugs on ya spot

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