Tear it up, it up, yeah Tear it up, tear it up, it up, tear it up, yo Here we go now, we go
So don't make me it up You know I don't give a And I ain't here to shake up But I got my on my gun
So don't me tear it up You I don't give a fuck And I ain't here to things up But I got my on my gun
I beat the up like Ying-Yang Put it right through like Ching-Chang, you I make her shit bang You know I give a motherfuck about your first name I wanna lock that ass like a motherfucking chain
it up, stand up and throw it up And tear up the floor you don't give a fuck I know you got heels on, I know what y'all on They caught us riding dirtier than their Camillion
I got a on my head just for reppin' undead Because I'm freakin' on your sister and I'm her friend And the fuck you think? I'm tryin' to 'em sweat like a motherfuckin' track meet
J-D-O-G, I got girls on a leash I got her feinin', the crowd's 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 don't give a And I ain't here to shake 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 things up But I got my on my gun
Shake it like a what? you it like a what? Fuck you Shake it like a what? you Shake it like a what? you
No, I ain't a gangsta, don't a pistol Motherfuckers keep mouth, motherfuckers catch a fistful Guided like a missile from two bottles of That I in the back of an '88 Cadillac
It's Johnny 3, Johnny sees what needs Johnny weed, still Johnny don't see anything buys drink, Johnny winks and Johnny thinks Johnny circles dance floor like roller
up down, down in the H-tag, get down To the sound bound, to make the motherfucking crowd loud see you move, yeah, move to the music Wanna see you booze, yeah, booze 'til you it
See bitch, ass, get smacked to the mat back, get thrown out the back 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 give a fuck And I ain't here to things up But I got my on my gun
So make me tear it up You I don't give a fuck And I ain't here to things up But I got my on my gun
yeah, motherfucker, turn it up Turn it up, focus 3, fuck you Jeff Fuck you, Mike Reneau, up in this bitch You write it down, fuck, yeah