Tear da Club Up Thugs Wet Party 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
  • {m-child: background talking
    Nigga fuck this motherfuckin shit u niggas wanna go to war
    With us fuck y’all yall know who your ass is hatin ass niggas
    Fuck y’all motherfuckers if u say something
    You gotta be ready to die for that motherfuckin shit
    Nigga we ain’t going for that motherfuckin shit nigga
    We got guns we got tones nigga nigga we could ride up your motherfuckin ass
    Erase your ass off the motherfuckin earth we ain’t going nigga fuck this shit
    Whatever y’all really wanna do go on and do it cause all y’all be talking

    {juicy j: talking
    Yo yo yo yo yeah it’s da juice up in this motherfucker
    You know what I’m saying
    I wanna say what’s up to all these niggas out here hatin on dj paul juicy j
    Yall know who you are you know what I’m saying that shit don’t phase a nigga
    Yall see a nigga in the street handle your motherfuckin business
    Nigga I’m gonna invite you to this motherfuckin wet party
    I’m gonna wet you hoe ass niggas up yeah

    {hook: juicy j [dj paul] 8x
    We bout to throw a motherfuckin wet party [wet em up]

    {juicy j
    It’s da juice from the north side of town
    With a frown I’m bout to get a gun and start to clown
    On a fool on any fool who break the rules
    Imma do whatever young nigga have to do
    To get respect to do what’s next like malcolm x
    Never slipping I’m staring out the window with a tech
    Bring it on up to the door I’ll never go
    But I’m blasting until I see you lyin on the floor,
    This is real too real them niggas feel what I feel
    Them evergreen niggas bout to kill anybody
    Say they name where they live show some pictures
    Especially if it’s mom or some kids
    Run up on ya and put em on ya like pneumonia
    You’ll be sick I scared ya ya probably go in to a coma
    I ain’t playing and I ain’t laughing cause I’m passive
    Just looking blasting just like I’m on the lose I’m crazy assassin (nigga)

    {hook: juicy j [dj paul] 8x
    We bout to throw a motherfuckin wet party [wet em up]

    {dj paul
    Its kinda hard lets catch a spy hunting in a four cylinder
    Pealing a drilling a hole in your jugular
    Wheeling a .40 -a pissing in your skully-a
    Tearing a barrier black haven area
    But I’m slow and tear da club up thugs if you down
    To beat some motherfuckers soft
    Bullets fucking pepperoni it’s phony
    Step in my face make a nigga catch a case of death
    Fucking with me nigga hoe I got milk
    And watch it splash on your goddamn chest
    Cause when you’re fucking with thugs niggas you fucking with the best
    Fuck the rest got you chilling with a real nigga from the haze
    There is only henn and red dog and purple haze
    That’s the phase grandma think I’m craze
    Fucking drugs killa carved on your arm got a tech up in the car
    For your motherfuckin ass see you wet the b-e-d
    But you better hold right up cause I’m gonna make your ass bleed bitch

    {hook: juicy j [dj paul] 8x
    We bout to throw a motherfuckin wet party [wet em up]

    {m-child
    I hate a weak ass nigga like a devil hate life
    Cock that k full of rage cause the bullshit you started
    Put your vest on bitch and watch me aim for your head
    Like whodini abracadabra motherfucker you dead
    As I tippy toe behind you like that doll named chucky
    Sludge hammer you will feel it if you living you lucky
    Ten stories you will fall to the motherfuckin floor
    I don’t know you tuck your nuts and die hoe (better kill me)

    {spice 1
    Well to wet em means cash *blow blow* how you like me now
    I’m be murdering all of my enemy savage hatin up the town
    Saved for bed night stalking creeping put em all to sleep
    And leave em leaking bleeding seeking and steadily heating
    And I’ll be speeding off tearing up da club not giving a fuck
    It’s just me and tear da club up thugs kept on they nuts
    Killing em wet em up say wet em up say wet em up blow *blow blow*
    They come with the mob tactics and hear us pow *ba pow*
    Definitely about to buck it fuck it I’m dumping them in ditches
    And killing snitches and shiesty bitches who set em up for riches
    Spray these fucking cockroaches with these two pistols out
    You niggas checked into the game but you wont check out
    Beam the motherfuckin lights and I smash the gas
    Clutch my bitch nina ross tight and murder they ass
    Which one of you niggas is first to feel the blast
    Ain’t coming for money I want your life fuck the cash

    {juicy j
    We bout to Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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