Tear it up, it up, yeah Tear it up, it up, yeah it up, tear it up, yo Here we go now, we go
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
So don't make me 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 know I make her shit You know I don't give a motherfuck about your name I wanna that ass like a motherfucking chain gang
Tear it up, up and throw it up And tear up the floor like you don't a fuck I know you got heels on, I know what y'all on They caught us dirtier than their bumping Camillion
I got a bounty on my head just for reppin' Because I'm on your sister and I'm ramming her friend And what the you think? I'm tryin' to 'em sweat like a motherfuckin' track meet
J-D-O-G, I got your girls on a I got her feinin', the crowd's screamin' Shake it like a what? Fuck you HU We don't give a fuck, what?
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 know I don't give a And I ain't to shake things up But I got my on my gun
Shake it a what? Fuck you Shake it a what? Fuck you Shake it a what? Fuck you it like a what? Fuck you
No, I ain't a gangsta, don't pack a Motherfuckers runnin' mouth, motherfuckers catch a fistful Guided like a missile two bottles of Jack I drank in the back of an '88 Cadillac
It's Johnny 3, Johnny what Johnny needs Johnny breathes weed, still Johnny see anything Johnny buys drink, Johnny and Johnny thinks circles dance floor like roller rink
Jump up down, down in the H-tag, get To the sound that's bound, to make the motherfucking crowd see you move, yeah, move to the music Wanna see you booze, yeah, 'til you puke it
See bitch, grab ass, get to the mat Slap back, get thrown out the Watch your back the backdoor, back to the dance floor gotta get my, gotta, gotta get more
So don't me tear it up You I don't give a fuck And I ain't here to shake up But I got my on my gun
So don't make me it up You know I give a fuck And I here 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, Mike Reneau, up in this bitch You write it down, fuck, yeah