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Tear it up, it up, yeah
it up, tear it up, yeah
Tear it up, it up, yo
Here we go now, we go

So don't 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 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

I the pussy up like Ying-Yang
Put it right like Ching-Chang, you know I make her shit bang
You know I don't a motherfuck about your first name
I wanna lock that ass a motherfucking chain gang

Tear it up, up and throw it up
And tear up the floor you don't give a fuck
I know you got on, I know what y'all feel on
They caught us riding dirtier than their bumping

I got a on my head just for reppin' undead
Because I'm freakin' on sister and I'm ramming her friend
And what the you think?
I'm tryin' to make 'em sweat a motherfuckin' track meet

J-D-O-G, I got your girls on a
I got her feinin', the whole screamin'
Shake it like a Fuck you HU crew
We give a fuck, what? 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 shake up
But I got my on my gun

it like a what? Fuck you
Shake it a what? Fuck you
Shake it like a Fuck you
Shake it like a Fuck you

No, I ain't a gangsta, don't a pistol
keep runnin' mouth, motherfuckers catch a fistful
Guided like a missile from two of Jack
I drank in the back of an '88 Cadillac

It's Johnny 3, Johnny sees what Johnny
Johnny breathes weed, still don't see anything
Johnny drink, Johnny winks and Johnny thinks
Johnny circles dance floor like roller

Jump up down, down in the H-tag, get
To the sound that's bound, to make the motherfucking loud
Wanna see you move, yeah, to the music
Wanna see you booze, yeah, booze you puke it

See bitch, grab ass, get to the mat
Slap back, get out the back
Watch your back the backdoor, back to the dance floor
Gotta gotta get my, gotta, gotta get

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

yeah, motherfucker, turn it up
Turn it up, focus 3, you Jeff Peters
you, Mike Reneau, gangstas up in this bitch
You write it down, fuck, yeah