Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Up

Sick it, nigga, yeah
9th Ward, should of never me up
Bad nigga, stop
Can't with me, look here

Popping pistols at
When the clears
I'll be the only standing
I won't leave a
I'm a thug what you don't see the in my eyes

With fire arm, sitting on my side
Been waiting for a victim to step out of the crowd
So I could prove why they label me
I'm sick and psychotic, I got a problem, I'm addicted to
Fuck what you say I ain't wanting for nothing, look here

This for my ass niggaz in the club
Throw up set, if you a mo'fucking thug
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm you get the picture
We could tear this mo'fucking up

This for my that's still on the grind
Nothing but pussy and money up on your
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the
We could tear mo'fucking club up

I'm sick with mine, you could the heat in the flow
You see the crowd start to bucking I walk in the do'
I'm real with mine, nigga I ain't the one you should beef
I keep's my bitch and that ain't the one that I with

Am I still a soldier? Na, you could it
I'm a 9th Ward nigga and ain't no secret
Want me to over, understand, I still lay that I'm over
I'm use to capping the on my shoulders

Ghetto representative, here's colder, here's nothing boulder
I was kept in the shade, want me to shine
But I done broke the chains and I'm back for mine
I done ditched the tank and replaced it a 9

If I die, I'ma die my own kind
Nigga, I'm from the Crescent, I'm 'bout you thought
Make a and I'm blasting with no question

This for my gangsta ass niggaz in the
up your set,if you a mo'fucking thug
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the
We could tear this club up

for my niggaz that's still on the grind
Nothing but pussy and money up on mind
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm you get the picture
We could tear this club up

This for my niggaz that's still on the
Fuck safety, keep the mo'fucker
You got a thug wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture
We tear this mo'fucking club up

And to my locked down, Mac-A-Don and C
I can't wait for the day that they tell me you
So until your lawyers me that your cases are won
I'ma keep the fire burning it's 'spose to be done

Fuck my past, you keep a eye on my future
Bringing the competition that these ain't use to
Making the of statement that these rappers'll work from
If you think I'm scared, you don't where I come from

I'm use to packages by the lump some
I ain't to find, I'm in the 9 if you want some
Teflon Don, pistol grip
glued to my palm, better sound the alarms

This for my ass niggaz in the club
Throw up your set, if you a mo'fucking
You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm you get the picture
We could tear this club up

This for my niggaz that's still on the
Nothing but pussy and money up on mind
You got a thug wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture
We could this mo'fucking club up

it up
(Come on, it up, nigga)
it up
(Come on, it up, nigga)

it up
(Come on, it up, nigga)
We tear this mo'fucking club up
We could tear this mo'fucking up

Look here, who gon' keep you like I do?
Who gon' keep you like I do?
Who gon' keep it real I do?
Ain't gon' do what I do

you wan' do?
Ain't nobody gon' do I do
nobody gon' do what I do