Текст и слова песни Tear Da Club Up Thugs – Elbow A Nigga
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
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
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