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