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promatic – tear this bitch up كلمات اغاني

[dogmatic]
what?
i’m the first n_gga to come, and the last to leave
first dude to pull a dillenger from under my sleeve
take it out and take out about 10 mc’s
runnin’ they cheese, now i’m rolling chrome on these
h0m_ please, dogmatic party with these freak b_tches
but i don’t want no parts of disease
so i strap with my jimmy ‘n put remy in me
vip, in the back of chocolate city
t_h_c all in my pee, i’m blazed up
151 proof in proof’s cup, we sparking blunts
smackin’ b_tches on the b_tt in the club, punk
cuz the owner know what’s up, get f_cked up!
if i said “detroit what” n_ggas smoke up, smash liquor out ya cup
get ya throat cut, straight flipping sh_t over
d_matic and d12 in a range_rover

[chorus – proof]
f_ck them bouncers in this bar, we will tear this b_tch up
f_ck them hoes, and them cars, we will tear this b_tch up
f_ck the law, and the vice, we will tear this b_tch up
f_ck your life, and your ice, we will tear this b_tch up

[proof]
there’s a seed to be born that’s evil, deceitfully scorned, is your people informed?
they need to be warned
read on my arm d12 hittin’ weed in a bong
they’ll stuff you until your f_cking breathing is gone
your moms scream “leave him alone”
show up at your gravesite, and pee on your stone
imagine your pastor, what you think they mad for?
is when we blast your little assh0l_
was bucking as a freshman in my d_dot days
back when this n_gga kid was e not cage
run up in your club, put a gun up in your mug
hot slugs that dug through your stomach, and your lungs
with dogmatic, say it backwards without the t
see, i am god, throughout the d
just hear my name proof and run p_ss down your leg
grab a bottle and bust a bouncer’s head
[chorus – proof]
f_ck them bouncers in this bar, we will tear this b_tch up
f_ck them hoes, and them cars, we will tear this b_tch up
f_ck the law, and the vice, we will tear this b_tch up
f_ck your life, and your ice, we will tear this b_tch up

[dogmatic]
one, two, three and to the four
me and big proof chipped your tooth at the show
flipping over tables spilling ginny ‘n mo

[proof]
that’s what the f_ck you freaks be feeling me fo’
ready to buck, with the pettiest thug
“he alive as h_ll”
you said you’d bust, in his head with the slugs, he bled his blood

[dogmatic]
yo, you be a dead_ass n_gga in a dead_ass club
doodie, what’s up? detroit taking sh_t over
crunching through the industry like a bull dozer
we the new school, fool, my hot sh_t colder

[proof]
we muscle punks for big faces and fold ’em over
i’m sick_noted, a raw savage
put a moet bottle to y’all cabbage
which one of y’all thugs wanna cause static
with big proof, and that fool?
(dogmatic!)
[chorus – proof]
f_ck them bouncers in this bar, we will tear this b_tch up
f_ck them hoes, and them cars, we will tear this b_tch up
f_ck the law, and the vice, we will tear this b_tch up
f_ck your life, and your ice, we will tear this b_tch up
(x2)

- promatic

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