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Tear Da Club Up Thugs lyrics Triple Six Clubhouse lyrics Pickin up the murder scripts so come and dish it for the role in the code of the muthafuckin triple six sitcom All niggas catchin the infection from the regent come along, afor the mark on your arm, its a ear com ball on to the next century, misery, scarecrow got a murder that is goin down in history a train from the north, a train from the south, the east and west, they all collided all them niggas die, cuz there greed and pride cuz i will pursue you, screw you put a slug through you that voodoo bruetally ride im the seventh of the sign, im the sniper you cant find, and my slug made of shiny jewelry mr. boogie man, fee fi fo fum I smell some money in his hand, take his side arm i dont give i fuck about yo side u could be from L.A, miama, or the N.Y Chorus (2x) We gonna take you to the Triple Six club house We got a plot for you already dug out I'm gonna run outside man And pop these thangs Wanna wanna come play in a black reign herses driving round yo house, hoodoo hex, voodoo dolls bouncin on yo bed, throwin devil sets sick sadistic nothin up my sleeve, muddy boots, blazin crickets call me crow, Vorhees plaaay! crow got a lust for the devilish bust, and the triple six crush, and i touch like malichi rollin every spot, lookin fo yo ass and we high, with the infered sewn in his flesh just like some fuckin disco lights we gonna cut u into itty bitty parts, leave me on your side of town where they keep the graveyards crush plants dead rats lots of trash empty shells crack cells city streets black males foind in blood trails aint enough mail for all ya'' to prevail so that we can put to sleep, and they smell why they pale sippin on the salty wines of ya sweet salty blood, my name is scarecrow bitch, youre welcome to my club! chorus (2x) Other Tear Da Club Up Thugs lyrics: Smoked Out lyrics I'm Losin' It lyrics Throw Your Sets Up lyrics Undercover Freaks lyrics Wet Party lyrics Elbow a Nigga lyrics What You Lookin' For lyrics Paper Chase lyrics When God Calls Time Out lyrics Big Business lyrics Slob on My Nob lyrics Hypnotize Minds\Profit Posse lyrics Who the Crunkest lyrics Get Buck, Get Wild lyrics Hypnotize Cash Money lyrics Push 'Em Off lyrics All Dirty Hoes lyrics |