Tear it up, it up, yeah Tear it up, tear it up, Tear it up, it up, yo we go now, here 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 give a And I ain't here to things up But I got my on my gun
I beat the pussy up like Put it right through like Ching-Chang, you know I make her shit 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 like you don't give a fuck I know you got heels on, I know what feel on They caught us riding dirtier than their bumping
I got a bounty on my just for reppin' undead Because I'm on your sister and I'm ramming her friend And what the fuck you I'm tryin' to make 'em sweat like a motherfuckin' meet
J-D-O-G, I got girls on a leash 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 make me it up You know I 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 don't a fuck And I ain't here to shake up But I got my on my gun
Shake it like a what? you it like a what? Fuck you Shake it like a Fuck you Shake it like a what? you
No, I ain't a gangsta, don't a pistol Motherfuckers keep runnin' mouth, catch a fistful Guided like a missile two bottles of Jack That I drank in the back of an '88
It's Johnny 3, Johnny what Johnny needs Johnny weed, still Johnny don't see anything Johnny buys drink, Johnny winks and Johnny Johnny dance floor like roller rink
up down, down in the H-tag, get down To the that's 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, grab ass, get to the mat Slap back, get thrown out the Watch your back through the backdoor, back to the floor gotta get my, gotta, gotta get more
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 make me it up You know I don't a fuck And I here to shake things up But I got my on my gun
Hell yeah, motherfucker, it up it up, focus 3, fuck you Jeff Peters Fuck you, Reneau, gangstas up in this bitch You gotta write it down, fuck,