Tear da Club Up Thugs Elbow a Nigga Lyrics

CrazyNDaLazDayz Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 DaLazDayz
  • 2 Who the Crunkest
  • 3 Smoked Out
  • 4 I'm Losing It
  • 5 Throw Your Sets
  • 6 Undercover Freaks
  • 7 Wet Party
  • 8 Elbow a Nigga
  • 9 Hell Naw
  • 10 Get Buck, Get Wild
  • 11 On Da Block
  • 12 What You Lookin' For
  • 13 Paper Chase
  • 14 Hypnotize Cash Money
  • 15 When God Calls Time Out
  • 16 Big Business
  • 17 When It's on It's Murder
  • 18 Push 'em Off
  • 19 Slob on My Nob
  • 20 All Dirty Hoes
  • 21 Triple Six Clubhouse
  • 22 A Niggas Worst Downfall
  • 23 Hypnotize Minds/Prophet Posse
  • 24 Comin' Up Next
  • Chorus(2x)-all
    I bet you won’t
    Elbow a nigga,elbow a nigga
    Elbow a nigga,elbow a nigga
    I bet you won’t
    Stomp motherfucker stomp
    Motherfucker stomp
    Stomp motherfucker stomp
    Motherfucker stomp

    {juicy j
    Hurt nigga
    I’m coming out the fucking closet
    Stay the fuck up off my dick
    I feel the bucking poppin’,poppin’
    Boy I ain’t a hoe
    Cause I caught you bitches liquor store
    Niggas that need somthing in yo’ ? ? ?
    Punk yo’ nuts broke studio
    Gangsta step up to the fucking wheel
    Call you nigga,call yo’ click
    And please tell them shoot to kill
    Wishing that you would pop yo’ nuts
    Cause I’m throwing them thangs
    Take care of your business bitch
    Now we’ll see who run your game
    Hoe

    {dj paul
    These niggas all in my face
    My face these niggas be yening
    I’m mixing screwdrivers wit’ j
    But don’t forget the gining
    And then I go show my rings
    And my fake gold chain
    (edit)grab the nine like I’m off soul train
    But I wait
    Let them haters move first
    Hundred more bustas I’ll make
    Befor I finish a verse
    Verses getting crucial
    Crucial verses getting
    Cases be spinning
    Niggas hittin’ but I’m hittin’
    ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Chorus(2x)

    {lord infamous
    Hurts in have minded
    And you’ve been blinded
    By ? and you can find it
    Hurt your whole faculty
    Invert your reality
    Task force,swat team
    Martials are after me blay
    Trail of blood drips
    Stiffs in the fortress
    Had to blast his organs
    Took all his fortunes
    Importing weapons
    Put it on my beltings
    Welp in your skeleton
    Like a wicked witch
    ? ? ? ? see them bail

    {project pat
    Be the next nigga to fall
    Wit’ these mags and these techs
    I be the next nigga to ball
    In your shift,flip the script
    See another chapter has been
    Written in this game
    Project pat is the pastor
    Mane I’m after lucci,lucci
    Like a dicken in a jumpsuit
    With these infabeam eyes
    Scooping out a bitch’s purse
    I dispearse killer lyrics
    Like a tome in ya mug
    Hypnotize monds gotta
    Nigga high on some drugs

    Chorus(4x) Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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