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Текст песни Tear Da Club Up Thugs - Paper Chase

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Chorus x 2[fatal]When its on then its onIt cant be erasedTear da club up thugs and fatalOn a paper chaseWhen its on then its onIt cant be erasedTear da club up thugs and fatalWe on a paper chaseVerse 1[fatal]Never wastin emHad a slug bug chasin emSpin em before they spunThe m-1, close-casin emDefacin em like county propertyHed die for meSpittin on your whole image, I rob you and make a mockeryYo ya see that party by haus cucasimenasTrife on that assWho better hit the ground fizastFuck that financiallyFatal stable satanicallyMash on your little stash niggaz testin the familyPlay the eddie cane with your petty gameBreakin ya un-ready friend when you fuck with who-freddy seinNigga dip off blood, I get that back and let the free fallHit ya with six shots, let you in bail ass hits offFatal hussein, from the cradle to the graveTokin like big suge till every label know my nameAnd they ask whats up with yak and who shot pac? And who rode on you tryin to test the blockChorus x 2Verse 2[dj paul]What the fuck!Those niggaz bailin out of range roversLucky louisiana, lucky as a fuckin fully clothed camera boyThe cast there, hangin mother fucker sat thereSayin now she was a tear da little homies at chess gameDodge all my life, these niggaz no good the trigger manFatal flaw man from another hood doin yeahThose are the rules in this mafia raceTear da club up thugs mash down on a g-string...Verse 3[juicy j]When we dropAlways keep it cominMake em think toughOn the blockNiggaz never stopTryin to run constOut the hood, niggaz no goodRidin in the woodWith the game fatal husseinGonna bring the painPut the coo to your 40 brewBrothers on the looseNothing new cuz we let em outIf we fight or shootAll you hoes weakAnd I know do you wanna rollWith these thugs livinsIn the blood ghetto hesito foo[lord infamous]Break out our jewerly hide the mother fuckin productBreak out our jewerly hide the mother fuckin productChorusVerse 4[juicy j]Now it is time to get rough with the dramaBitches you cannot escape from the heart-aEvil scarecrowDevil spells goDeep in my soulPut on my clothesI scrip little hands and I must squeeze the whelpinListen to sounds of the lit when we step inF from us comes from the south territoryListen to some of my d-money poetryCircles a trip, plus its me smokin ganjaRich almost ripped tear by these on the furnitureSo many soldiers are coming to destroy youSix million sinister satanic warriorsIll still feel drill will kill ninni-milli flama phillyI will fill the enemy with up by twenty slugsTo the mug, four more tricks in the mud quickI want all my tear da club thugs to rip this shitChorus (fades out)

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