Тональность: D# minor•
Verse 1
Ebm
Cb
Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds,
Abm
wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Ebm
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
Cb
And it's goin' down for
Abm
you hoes like this
Ebm
Multiple Memphis scares,
outlining your insides wit' bars
Cb
Grippin' your nina hard,
bitch my blood inhaled by heart
Verse 2
Abm
When the fuck you gon' start
recognize that life is a game
And it's always the same them dice
you rolling ain't 'bouta change
Ebm
I'm snatchin' your chain,
reimbursing you with some pain
Cb
It's all over mane,
in which direction he makes a zane?
Verse 3
Abm
I ain't 'bout that fame,
I'm 'bout the cheese and this 'bouta bring
So fuck your hoe name,
with you my faith was lacking some things
Ebm
I'm starting all over with
composition sticky like doja
Cb
And I thought I told ya when I come
through I'm crushing like boulders
Verse 4
Abm
ta top, shoot at plenty I bet it's gon' knock it,
whatever I drop
But even your beef can't touch what I got
Ebm
You wildin' or not,
if is so bring all your beef ta the spot
Cb
Hope you got your glock, I'm
strapped with no hesitant ta pop
Abm
So back your words up and keep
on choking out on that cock
You like it or not, it's everlasting,
ain't 'bouta stop
Verse 5
Ebm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Cb
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Verse 6
Abm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Verse 7
Ebm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Cb
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Verse 8
Abm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break,
Verse 9
break, break something
Ebm
Aiyo, smoke something,
choke something, get real nice
Cb
We ain't gon', fall on our face
but we gon' be right
Look, police ain't around
when I do my dirt
Abm
Becuz I map it all loud and
then I put in work
Verse 10
Abm
You with them freaks, I be
Ebm
in the streets
Y'all be wearing them Bee's,
Cb
I be wearing Ree's
Abm
Running wit' my g's from the you T P
This is where I'm gonna
be until I D I E
Verse 11
Ebm
Wodie, it's goin' down from the Easy
Bay ta the West Bay
Where niggaz drank VSOP until
Cb
they breath stank
Bitch gatta say something, err' time
Abm
They never handle they business
but staying in line
Verse 12
Abm
Seeking you will find, the loaded up 9
Ebm
Wanted at 'cha 'cause it of
Cb
fa' stealin' my mind
Abm
Juvenile and Three- 6 that's
a one of a kind
Tooken up yo golds, nigga,
get ready ta blind
Verse 13
Ebm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Cb
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Verse 14
Abm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Verse 15
Ebm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Cb
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Verse 16
Abm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break,
break, break something
Verse 17
Ebm
I'm 'Bouta crash da club,
break the law
Throw some chairs, crack your jaw
Cb
If it's killing season, ain't no reason,
ain't no need ta stale
Abm
I'm the one put here ta absorb
all this energy and pain
Non stop pop from the
top of the clip in ya glock
Verse 18
I still don't feel you, mane
Ebm
'Cause of that, ground the coke and
now I'm puffin' a pound of dro
Cb
When I'm on that level and wit' my
killaz you will be found on the flo'
Abm
I must confess, I ain't 'bout shit but
if you think ta cross me, bitch
You'll end up stanky, walk the planky and
Verse 19
empty out your pockets, bitch
Ebm
Break da law, break your leg,
crash da club and crack your neck
Cb
Wit' these issues that I'm facing
daily I should tote a tec
Abm
Get respect that's no option,
all the haters filled with toxin'
Walk right through the center of the crowd
Ebm
and pistols get ta flossin'
Verse 20
Ebm
Causing problem, dodging bullets,
soon as I corrupt the scene
making havoc reaction fuckin' with me
Abm
Chair to your bizack go through my
head when you ignite the flame
Lead to your bizack of your
hizead before it hit your brain
Verse 21
Ebm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Cb
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Verse 22
Abm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Verse 23
Ebm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Cb
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
Verse 24
Abm
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
break something
We 'bouta crash da club,
throw some chairs
Break, break, break, break,
Outro 1
break something
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