Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wet Party (feat. Spice 1 & M-Child), artist - Tear Da Club Up Thugs. Date of issue: 31.10.2000
Record label: Sony
Song language: English
Wet Party (feat. Spice 1 & M-Child) |
| Nigga fuck this motherfuckin shit you niggas wanna go to war |
| With us fuck y’all y’all know who your ass is hatin ass niggas |
| Fuck y’all motherfuckers if you say something |
| You gotta be ready to die for that motherfuckin shit |
| Nigga we ain’t going for that motherfuckin shit nigga |
| We got guns we got tones nigga nigga we could ride up your motherfuckin ass |
| Erase your ass off the motherfuckin earth we ain’t going nigga fuck this shit |
| Whatever y’all really wanna do go on and do it cause all y’all be talking |
| Yo yo yo yo yeah it’s da juice up in this motherfucker |
| You know what I’m saying |
| I wanna say what’s up to all these niggas out here hatin on dj paul juicy j |
| Y’all know who you are you know what I’m saying that shit don’t phase a nigga |
| Y’all see a nigga in the street handle your motherfuckin business |
| Nigga I’m gonna invite you to this motherfuckin wet party |
| I’m gonna wet you hoe ass niggas up yeah |
| We bout to throw a motherfuckin wet party |
| It’s da juice from the north side of town |
| With a frown I’m bout to get a gun and start to clown |
| On a fool on any fool who break the rules |
| Imma do whatever young nigga have to do |
| To get respect to do what’s next like malcolm x |
| Never slipping I’m staring out the window with a tech |
| Bring it on up to the door I’ll never go |
| But I’m blasting until I see you lyin on the floor |
| This is real too real them niggas feel what I feel |
| Them evergreen niggas bout to kill anybody |
| Say they name where they live show some pictures |
| Especially if it’s mom or some kids |
| Run up on ya and put em on ya like pneumonia |
| You’ll be sick I scared ya ya probably go in to a coma |
| I ain’t playing and I ain’t laughing cause I’m passive |
| Just looking blasting just like I’m on the lose I’m crazy assassin (nigga) |
| We bout to throw a motherfuckin wet party |
| Its kinda hard lets catch a spy hunting in a four cylinder |
| Pealing a drilling a hole in your jugular |
| Wheeling a .40 -a pissing in your skully-a |
| Tearing a barrier black haven area |
| But I’m slow and tear da club up thugs if you down |
| To beat some motherfuckers soft |
| Bullets fucking pepperoni it’s phony |
| Step in my face make a nigga catch a case of death |
| Fucking with me nigga hoe I got milk |
| And watch it splash on your goddamn chest |
| Cause when you’re fucking with thugs niggas you fucking with the best |
| Fuck the rest got you chilling with a real nigga from the haze |
| There is only henn and red dog and purple haze |
| That’s the phase grandma think I’m craze |
| Fucking drugs killa carved on your arm got a tech up in the car |
| For your motherfuckin ass see you wet the be-e-d |
| But you better hold right up cause I’m gonna make your ass bleed bitch |
| We bout to throw a motherfuckin wet party |
| I hate a weak ass nigga like a devil hate life |
| Cock that k full of rage cause the bullshit you started |
| Put your vest on bitch and watch me aim for your head |
| Like whodini abracadabra motherfucker you dead |
| As I tippy toe behind you like that doll named chucky |
| Sludge hammer you will feel it if you living you lucky |
| Ten stories you will fall to the motherfuckin floor |
| I don’t know you tuck your nuts and die hoe (better kill me) |
| Well to wet em means cash *blow blow* how you like me now |
| I’m be murdering all of my enemy savage hatin up the town |
| Saved for bed night stalking creeping put em all to sleep |
| And leave em leaking bleeding seeking and steadily heating |
| And I’ll be speeding off tearing up da club not giving a fuck |
| It’s just me and tear da club up thugs kept on they nuts |
| Killing em wet em up say wet em up say wet em up blow *blow blow* |
| They come with the mob tactics and hear us pow *ba pow* |
| Definitely about to buck it fuck it I’m dumping them in ditches |
| And killing snitches and shiesty bitches who set em up for riches |
| Spray these fucking cockroaches with these two pistols out |
| You niggas checked into the game but you won’t check out |
| Beam the motherfuckin lights and I smash the gas |
| Clutch my bitch nina ross tight and murder they ass |
| Which one of you niggas is first to feel the blast |
| Ain’t coming for money I want your life fuck the cash |
| We bout to |