Get Buck, Get Wild Lyrics - Singles - Tear Da Club Up Thugs

Fuck you (*echoed*) 

(chorus 4x) 

Get buck get wild 

Lets tear this house like down 

Lets tear the club up thug 

Lets do this stuff right now 

(juicy j) 

Throw them thangs and show them gold 

Gangsta niggas on the floor 

High as a bird or a fuckin kite 

Sercurity screaming oh-noooo 

Players thuging in a line 

Party crunk like I'm on the grind 

Mtv these ghetto streets 

Hoodlums throwing gangsta signs 

Fumes smoke is in the air 

Bullet holes just everywere 

Niggas drunk off hen and gin but I don't think they can compare 

Where them dollars 

Get'em fold 

Get your drug kick in control 

If you bucking in a crowd 

Better hold tight on your gold 

Haters snatching what they can 

On a hustle thats the plan 

Fuck a wall flower coward 

When we moving no one stand 

Everybody to the bar 

Nothing but heavy ghetto star 

Never taking shit from fools 

Got them tones out in the car 

Cause we hard on that liquer 

Five gallons drinking wit cha 

If you ain't got nothing but weed 

Hope you got some more of the swisha 

One of my niggas got erk&jerk 

One of my niggas got some of syrp 

One of niggas got some of that yert 

Leave yo body high and hurt fool 

Chorus 4x 

(dj paul) 

(t) tag cause I'm from state to state is what we do 

(e) every nigga from show to show say they some damn fools 

(a) all the world know who make niggas get they head cracked 

(r) rocking shows over seas now nigga where you at 

(d) damn right a nigga gone die before I leave that spot 

(a) all shit outside the club another nigga shot 

(c) catch a nigga who talking shit in the parking lot 

(l) let loose on his bitch ass wit that plastic glock 

(u) u never seen a show unless you seen a show that we do 

(b) bounce around the stage bop and drop fools like we do 

(u) you again that nigga that like to cause a scene but I got 

(p) prophet posse in the back wit a mug thats mean 

(t) take yo ass to the floor know what I'm talking bout 

(h) hoes like you get punched in they fucking mouth 

(u) it's alot of fuckin u's in the song but watch 

(g) but watch me hit the liquer sniff up one and I'm gone 

Chorus 4x 

(lord infamous) 

Kaiser soze watch me rotate 

Let this floor vibrate her back 

Watch out the side and bounce this ride 

And put em in torture rack 

We got it loc enough to choke em up 

Then broke em off they stump 

We got another ghetto junk 

To keep the concrete jungle crunk 

Fall up on it, my opponent 

They only panic and quit 

Because the hype from scarecrow nigga 

On some ole other type shit 

Watch we manipulate these mads 

And get em motivate the hurt 

I'm the master of this madness 

(? ) rock this earth 

(juicy j) 

I don't give a fucking while 

Don't move a fucking crowd 

I'm a tear da club up thug 

I'm gonna do that shit right now 

Ain't no motherfuckin threat 

To the motherfuckin click 

Three six mafia in the bitch 

Hypnotize is the click 

Prophet posse move your body 

Let me see you stumble rumble 

In this motherfuckin jungle 

Dj paul, take em under 

Juicy man never feel the thunder 

Rollin crowds just like a blunder 

Let me see you tear da club up thug 

Let me see you take them under 

Chorus 2x (fade out)