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 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 give a And I ain't to shake things 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 bang You know I don't give a motherfuck about your first I wanna lock that ass a motherfucking chain gang
Tear it up, up and throw it up And tear up the floor like you don't give a I know you got heels on, I know what y'all on They us riding dirtier than their bumping Camillion
I got a bounty on my head for reppin' undead Because I'm freakin' on sister and I'm ramming her friend And what the fuck you I'm tryin' to make 'em like a motherfuckin' track meet
J-D-O-G, I got girls on a leash I got her feinin', the whole crowd's 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 to shake 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 to shake things up But I got my on my gun
Shake it like a what? you Shake it a what? Fuck you it like a what? Fuck you Shake it like a what? you
No, I ain't a gangsta, pack a pistol keep runnin' mouth, motherfuckers catch a fistful Guided like a missile from two bottles of That I drank in the of an '88 Cadillac
It's 3, Johnny sees what Johnny needs breathes weed, still Johnny don't see anything Johnny drink, Johnny winks and Johnny thinks Johnny circles floor like roller rink
Jump up down, down in the H-tag, get To the sound bound, to make the motherfucking crowd loud Wanna see you move, yeah, move to the 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, to the dance floor Gotta gotta get my, 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 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
yeah, motherfucker, turn it up Turn it up, focus 3, fuck you Jeff you, Mike Reneau, gangstas up in this bitch You write it down, fuck, yeah