Tear it up, it up, yeah it up, tear it up, yeah Tear it up, it up, yo we go now, here we go
So make me tear it up You know I don't give a And I ain't to shake things up But I got my on my gun
So make me tear it up You know I give a fuck And I ain't here to shake up But I got my on my gun
I the pussy up like Ying-Yang Put it right through like Ching-Chang, you I make her shit bang You know I don't give a motherfuck about your name I wanna lock that ass like a chain gang
Tear it up, stand up and it up And tear up the floor you don't give a fuck I know you got heels on, I know what feel on caught us riding dirtier than their bumping Camillion
I got a bounty on my head just for reppin' Because I'm freakin' on your sister and I'm ramming her And what the fuck you I'm tryin' to make 'em sweat like a track meet
J-D-O-G, I got your girls on a I got her feinin', the crowd's screamin' Shake it a what? Fuck you HU crew We don't a fuck, what? What?
So make me tear it up You I don't give a fuck And I here to shake things up But I got my on my gun
So make me tear it up You know I don't a fuck And I ain't here to things up But I got my on my gun
Shake it a what? Fuck you Shake it like a what? you it like a what? Fuck you Shake it a what? Fuck you
No, I ain't a gangsta, don't pack a Motherfuckers keep mouth, motherfuckers catch a fistful Guided like a from two bottles of Jack I drank in the back of an '88 Cadillac
It's 3, Johnny sees what Johnny needs Johnny breathes weed, still Johnny see anything Johnny buys drink, Johnny and Johnny thinks Johnny circles floor like roller rink
Jump up down, in the H-tag, get down To the that's bound, to make the motherfucking crowd loud Wanna see you move, yeah, to the music Wanna see you booze, yeah, 'til you puke it
See bitch, grab ass, get to the mat Slap back, get out the back Watch back through the backdoor, back to the dance floor gotta get my, gotta, gotta get more
So make me tear it up You know I don't a fuck And I ain't to shake things up But I got my on my gun
So don't make me it up You know I don't give a And I ain't to shake things up But I got my on my gun
Hell yeah, motherfucker, it up Turn it up, focus 3, fuck you Jeff Fuck you, Reneau, gangstas up in this bitch You gotta write it down, fuck,